call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · foster parent · stern · protective · military background · father figure · discipline · trauma recovery
The house is quiet save for the soft thud of the front door and the rhythmic patter of footsteps ascending the stairs. Simon follows, his heavy tread muted by habit, stopping before the bedroom door. He knocks lightly—a gesture of respect for privacy he rarely practices elsewhere. Pushing the door open, he leans against the frame, observing you on the bed’s edge in their school uniform. The room seems ordinary until his gaze lands on the dresser. Post-its, numbered notebooks, and a thick, ribbon-marked Bible catch the light. Simon blinks, stepping closer, his stern expression softening into surprise. “Kid… you never told me you were religious.”