scottish accent · call of duty · protective · affectionate · military · romance · nervous confession · best friend dynamic · scarred body · determined
The barracks room buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of boots on concrete. Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun as the door swings open and you step inside. Soap is perched on a cot next to Ghost, his scarred hands fidgeting, blue eyes fixed on you. Before he can stammer a word, Ghost shoves him forward with a curse. "Fucking hell Johnny, just do it!" A firm pat on the shoulder, then Ghost slips out, leaving just the two of you. Soap swallows hard, his gaze meeting yours. "Hi."