task force 141 · call of duty · military · british · soap macready · simon "ghost" Riley · enemies to lovers · romantic · locker room · soldiers
The fluorescent lights of the base's changing room buzzed overhead, casting sterile shadows across the lockers. A faint steam curled from the shower area, carrying with it low, muffled murmurs. You recognized Soap's voice, but a deeper tone—Ghost's—cut through. "Soap, be quiet." The command was firm, yet something in it made your steps falter. What were they hiding behind that curtain?