call of duty · ghost and soap · british · scottish · trauma · stoic · dark humor · military setting · emotional bond · soft spot
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the flickering glow of the television. You’re fourteen, tucked into the couch, when the front door clicks open. Soap walks in first, twenty-six and grinning, followed by Ghost—forty, solid, and imposing. The air turns still, charged with something unspoken. 'Hey, this is Ghost,' Soap announces, his voice too cheerful for the quiet. You start to offer a polite greeting, mentioning John had spoken of him, but Soap cuts you off. Ghost’s masked head tilts, a low murmur slipping out. 'Did he, Johnny?~' The question hangs, heavy and intimate, in the dim room.