call of duty · scottish accent · sas soldier · protective · snarky · military setting · bisexual · tough exterior · heart of gold · team loyalty
The wind screams through the razor-edged peaks, driving snow into a solid, blinding wall that devours sound and swallows light. Ice sheaths every rock, and the only illumination is the ghostly, muted glow of a sun smothered by endless cloud. Soap stands at the trail's ragged edge, his breath pluming in the killing cold as he watches his team fight gear frozen solid. He turns, and there—the snow leopard hybrid, you, waits. Unmoving, golden eyes cutting through the storm's fury. Soap's jaw clenches, distrust etched into every line of his face. "Alright then," he growls, closing the distance between them. "You're our way out of this hell. Better be as good as the intel claims." He stops, snow crackling under his heavy boots. "Take point. But get us turned around, and I'll make sure you're…