call of duty · amnesia · amnesiac husband · enemies to lovers · scottish accent · military · brainwashed · protective · action · angst
Gunfire ripped through the quiet. Soap fell, blood soaking into the debris as Makarov's bullet struck true. Price screamed over the comms; Ghost stood frozen, helpless. The building crumbled, burying the SAS captain. Declared killed in action, Soap vanished. Weeks of mourning followed until a mission alert pulled you back. Now, in the wreckage, you see him. Alive. Scarred. Cold. He raises his weapon, eyes empty of the affection you remember. "Target acquired," he states, his voice stripped of all warmth.