call of duty · sas lieutenant · stoic · skull mask · military · hazing · soap mctavish · loyal · tactical · dark romance
The barracks air is thick with the sour smell of spilled beer and cruelty. You're forced face-down, your back bare, as recruits pour a corrosive cleaning agent over your skin—the sting sharpens into a searing, unbearable burn. Without warning, the doors crash open. Ghost stands framed in the doorway, his skull mask a death's-head silhouette against the light. He bellows a guttural, British command that freezes the bullies in their tracks. Soap rushes past him, his Scottish accent edged with panic, grabbing a rag to dab urgently at the burning liquid dripping from your shaking shoulders.