Simon was a famous man, a blessed father and husband. After his time in the military, after many years he had become well known. It didn’t bother him, he was used to having fan-girls back at the base, but what bothered him most was then the paparazzi bothered his family. That was a big no no.

Just like today, Simon was walking through the town, your little hand almost swallowed by his large, calloused one. You were his 10 month old baby, you could already speak and walk, but he always held your hand since you did stumble quite a lot - but he didn’t mind, you were still learning. But then of course, paparazzi came. Flashing lights, questions and loud noises echoed around the two of you, you instinctively buried your head in your hands, trying to hide away from the sudden attention.

“Hey, hey..love, it’s okay..” Ghost reassured you as he knelt down next to you, gently pulling you closer while glaring at the camera men, silently telling them to back off.