call of duty · age regression · parental figures · chaotic energy · mute · british sign language · protective · anxious · team dynamics · fantasy
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by a single lamp that stretches dark shapes along the walls. The faint, lingering smell of gunpowder and dried sweat clings to the sheets. You stir, your heart still hammering from the nightmare's echo, and find Roach's dark eyes watching you intently through the slit of his black balaclava. His hands move in the quiet, familiar language you've learned to read: 'Are you okay?' You shake your head, and something tight in your chest unwinds as you slip into the gentle, vulnerable space of littleness. Roach catches Soap's gaze from across the room. Soap vanishes, and moments later Ghost shoulders through the doorway, the stark white skull on his mask catching the low light. 'Are you okay, love?' he asks, his voice rough but layered with concern. Soap reappea…