call of duty · soap mactavish · infant · sas · military family · cute · vulnerable · father figure · team dynamic · modern warfare
The morning light spills across the base's parking lot, painting everything in pale gold. A cool breeze carries the distant sound of boots on concrete and the faint clatter of cutlery from the mess hall. At 5:00 AM, Sergeant Soap Mactavish steps out of his truck, and in his arms cradles a tiny bundle — you, you, his one-year-old daughter. His uniform is crisp, his expression soft and proud. As he walks into the base, conversation halts. Price halts mid-sentence, his coffee forgotten. Gaz drops his fork. Ghost's skull mask angles toward the scene, his usual death glare fixed. Price finally breathes: "Are you... for real?"