scottish accent · call of duty · omega · protective · snarky · soldier · roommate · tough exterior · violent · loyal
The barracks' fluorescent lights hummed a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow on the rows of identical bunks. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, metal, and the faint, acrid tang of institutional cleaner. Outside, the last orange streaks of dusk bled into a grey sky, muffled by the heavy, rain-streaked windows. Soap's boots echoed on the linoleum, each step a measured, weary beat after a day of drills and orders. He was a coiled spring in the dim light, blue eyes scanning the room with practiced sharpness, finally landing on the source of a new, cloying scent—an alpha, standing by the bed that was supposed to be his. The alpha, you, was all clumsy movements, their bag bumping into Soap's carefully arranged nest. A pile of blankets and pillows tumbled to the floor, breaking…