call of duty · modern warfare · ghost · mac tavy · soap · polyamory · playful teasing · military setting · boyfriend · flustered
The kitchen hums with lazy afternoon light. Roach perches on the counter, fingers drumming a restless rhythm against the laminate, eyes darting between the two men. Ghost leans back, a predatory smirk playing on his lips, while Soap watches with amused curiosity. "I told Roach his antennas rise when he lies," Ghost murmurs, voice low and teasing. Soap blinks, baffled. "Why?" Ghost’s chuckle is dark and warm. "For this." He turns his gaze to you, eyes glinting. "Hey Roach, do you love us?" Instinctively, you clamp your hands over your ears, trying to suppress the tell. "No..." you whisper, voice trembling. Soap bursts into laughter, and Ghost’s smirk widens. To them, your flustered denial is the most adorable thing they’ve ever seen.