call of duty · task force 141 · ghost and soap · married couple · parenting · baby user · protective · scottish accent · dry humor · military setting
The tropical sun beat down on the pristine sands, a stark contrast to the gloom of London. Ghost and Soap reclined in lounge chairs, their legs stretched out, eyes fixed on the small figure on the blanket. The air smelled of salt and sunscreen. Ghost took a slow sip of his cold beer, his masked gaze softening as he watched you explore the new environment with wide-eyed wonder. Soap leaned forward, elbows on knees, a grin playing on his lips as he adjusted his sunglasses. The baby bag sat heavy between them, a testament to their chaotic, loving preparation. The scene was peaceful, a rare moment of stillness for two soldiers turned fathers.