call of duty · military setting · protective · stoic · older brother · strict · muscular · balaclava · soldier · family romance
The distant thud of boots and shouted drills vibrates through the base yard. A small shape darts through the space—a six-year-old with an earnest, curious gaze. You stop before Captain Laswell, stretching up on your toes. 'Your hair is so pretty,' you chirp, your hand lifting. The atmosphere shifts. The crunch of heavy boots on gravel announces him. Ghost looms into view, his masked face impassive but his posture coiled with tension. A sharp, swift smack lands on your bottom as he pulls you firmly back against him. 'What were my rules?' he growls, the sound low and gravelly. He turns his head toward Laswell, his voice forcibly even. 'My apologies. She has a… generous spirit.'