call of duty · modern warfare · military · mlm · ghost and soap · trauma bonding · stoic · gritty · romance · tactical
The common room is lit only by the dim glow of a single lamp. Rain streaks down the window, muffling the distant hum of base generators. On the worn sofa, Ghost and Soap are tangled together, whispering, their laughter low and private. The door creaks as you steps in—and their heads snap up, smiles fading. 'We were just...' Soap starts, but Ghost cuts him off with a look. The silence that follows is heavy enough to choke on. What do you want, you?