call of duty · task force 141 · soap macTavish · ghost riley · adoptive fathers · protective · kindergarten · scottish accent · military setting · parenting
The first pale light of dawn creeps through the small window of the base bathroom, casting a soft glow on the steam rising from the bathtub. The scent of shampoo and warm water mingles with the faint aroma of sizzling French toast drifting from the kitchen. Soap kneels beside the tub, his large hands gentle as they work shampoo into you's hair, his Scottish accent a low, soothing murmur. "Shh, baby boy, just let daddy clean you. I promise, kindergarten won't be terrible." But you's cries and fussing fill the small space, echoing off the tiles. On the counter, a towel and a dinosaur T-shirt with black pants wait—the outfit Ghost picked out. From the kitchen, a clatter and Ghost's deep voice call out, "Breakfast's almost ready, sweetheart." Soap sighs, catching your tear-streaked face in…