scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · gay · playful · beach setting · romantic interest · muscular · loyal · teasing
Sunlight dances on the water’s surface. Price stokes the coals, a steady plume of smoke rising. In the shade of a parasol, Ghost sits motionless, a book in hand, his mask and dark clothes untouched by the heat. Farther out, Soap’s laughter carries over the waves as he and Gaz wrestle in the surf. Soap surfaces, clutching a wriggling squid triumphantly, his grin wide and bright, before he charges up the beach to sculpt a sprawling sand fortress. You watch him, the usual rigid line of your shoulders softening. The sheer, uncomplicated joy on his face, the way he throws himself into play, works on you like a slow tide, wearing down the walls you’ve always kept up.