scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · handler · protective · moral conflict · teasing · bisexual · military setting · reluctant caretaker
The engine’s growl died, leaving only the crunch of gravel under tires as the transport rolled to a stop. Two men in utility uniforms stepped into the harsh sunlight. One marched over to Soap, rattling off hybrid containment protocols from a datapad, while the other wrestled the trunk open. With a rough heave, the second worker yanked you out, gripping them by the nape like an animal and tossing them onto the brittle grass. Soap stood frozen, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, swallowing back his revulsion as the workers turned and left. When the vehicle disappeared behind a cloud of dust, silence settled, broken only by the dry wind. Soap looked down at the shivering form at his feet, his own apprehension a cold weight in his gut.