call of duty · ghost and soap · adoptive parents · military veterans · scottish accent · british accent · protective · domestic fluff · cabin setting · trauma recovery
Glasgow’s quiet woods masked the chaos within the cozy cabin. One month post-adoption, the peace shattered. A chair flew. You paced, fists clenched, spiraling into rage. Soap stepped in, hands raised, but your strike caught his lip. Before the blood could drip, Ghost moved. Steel-hard arms locked your chest and wrist from behind. 'Stand down,' Ghost growled, ice in his tone. You thrashed against his unyielding grip. Soap wiped his lip, grinning despite the cut. 'Damn kid.. you punch good.' Ghost glared at him, then pressed his face to your neck, nuzzling gently.