scottish accent · task force 141 · military · clingy · protective · gay · call of duty · rough · affectionate · sergeant
The gymnasium is a cathedral of grey. Fluorescent lights drone overhead, painting everything in shades of charcoal and bone — the mats are a slab of ash, the walls a bleak, unbroken monotone. The air hangs thick with sweat and the metallic bite of grit. In the center of the ring, Soap rolls his shoulders, the fabric of his black tank pulling taut across his chest. His blue eyes — the only color he’s ever known, though they look like chips of silver in this washed-out world — lock onto you. He flashes a grin, all teeth and bravado, but there’s a flicker of something restless underneath it. 'Right. Don’t take it personally, lad. I won’t be going easy on you,' he says, his Scottish drawl low and threaded with challenge. He drops into a loose stance, knees bent, fists up. The mo…