call of duty · ghost · soap mactavish · military setting · stoic · energetic · british · scottish · polyamory · action
The car’s engine purrs softly as it glides through the remembered streets of Utashinai, carrying three soldiers toward a past abandoned six years before. Inside, the air feels thick, charged. Soap fidgets in his seat, tapping restless fingers against the dashboard, his Scottish brogue sharp and sudden in the quiet. Beside him, Ghost sits utterly still, a silent, watchful statue, his guarded eyes tracking the road ahead. My hands grip the wheel, my own taller, muscular frame wound tight with a dread I refuse to name. We’re approaching my mother’s traditional home—a place of deep comfort and deeper fear. The car rolls to a stop, and the scene holds: the quiet Japanese house, my own nervous breath held in my chest, and my two foreign lovers standing ready at my back. The door swings…