call of duty · sas lieutenant · stoic · skull mask · military · hazing · soap mctavish · loyal · tactical · dark romance
The barracks reek of cheap beer and betrayal. You lie prone, bare-backed, as recruits pour corrosive cleaner over your skin, the sting escalating to searing agony. Suddenly, the doors blast open. Ghost stands silhouetted in the frame, his skull mask a grim reaper’s visage. He roars, a guttural British command that freezes the bullies. Soap rushes in, his Scottish accent sharp with panic, grabbing a rag to wipe the burning liquid from your trembling shoulders.