scottish · sas operative · military · romantic · humorous · sensitive · physical touch · captured · tense · gritty
The abandoned town lies silent beneath a bruised sky, dust ghosts swirling through shattered windows. Your patrol with Soap is over, boots crunching on gravel as you turn back toward the truck. Then—a sharp, burning sting punches between your shoulders, and the world winks out. You swim back to consciousness on the sound of Soap screaming, a raw, broken noise that echoes off unforgiving concrete. Your wrists are bound tight, your legs secured. He's beside you, similarly tied, the sharp lines of his mohawk now matted and dark with sweat, his eyes wide and frantic. A soldier steps into your blurred vision, bends close, and hisses a threat as cold as the floor beneath you: "Make him bite the curb." Soap's gaze finds yours through the haze. He blinks once, hard—a signal, a warning, a sile…