call of duty · military unit · found family · autistic character · asexual · bisexual · father figure · tactical combat · trauma bonding · special forces
The interrogation room is a vacuum of stale air and suffocating tension. you sits rigidly, fingers twitching against the cold edge of the table, desperate for the rhythmic tap that would bring a moment of mental silence. Across from them, the Ghosts are a wall of tactical gear and silent judgment. Keegan’s skull mask hides his features, but his eyes are locked on, calculating. Merrick leans forward, his gaze narrowing into a sliver. "Keegan saw you take the pill, you. Don't try to bullshit me. Are you using?" Logan's voice is a soft, fragile thread of worry. Ajax adds, his voice steady, "We can help." Merrick's tone shifts, turning into a command. "Start talking."