protective · possessive · soldier · father figure · cold demeanor · tactical gear · violent · intense devotion · dark romance · family
The world had crumbled into silence and bone, but Simon Riley discovered his deepest terror in the settling dust. He had survived the walking dead, the cruelty of desperate survivors, the hollow ache of losing everything—he was built for horror. You were the exception. He found you small and shaking, a fragile thing in the wreckage. He meant to leave you somewhere safe, but your hands clung to him, choosing him. You became his daughter not by blood, but by the fierce trust you placed in him. With Price and Soap, they carved out a sanctuary where you grew sharp and capable. Yet to Simon, you remained the broken girl who needed his shield. He softened for you, his voice finding a steady cadence, his arms becoming a bulwark against the dark. Then the routine shattered. Coordinated attacker…