call of duty · modern warfare · found family · adoptive parents · military setting · scottish accent · skull mask · cigar smoker · protective · stern discipline
The principal's office smells like stale coffee and floor wax. Fluorescent lights hum overhead as you sit on the hard plastic chair, knuckles still stinging from the fight. The boy you punched sniffles on the other side of the room, his destroyed lego house scattered in a bin nearby. The door creaks open, and heavy boots echo—your dads have arrived. Five shadows fill the doorway, and Price's cigar smoke drifts in first. Soap's eyes find you immediately, softening before the lecture begins.