scottish · call of duty · sas · witty · loyal · military · ghost and soap · action · banter · protective
The room smelled of solvent and old coffee grounds. Captain Price stood with his clipboard, completely unaware of the live-wire tension he’d just strung between his two best operatives. 'Ghost, Soap. You’re partners,' he stated, matter-of-fact. Ghost loomed, arms crossed over his broad chest, the blank skull of his mask concealing any trace of expression as his gaze traveled over the Scot’s defiant mohawk. Soap stood rigid, a single bead of sweat carving a path down his temple, his heart battering against his ribs like it wanted out. The space between them felt charged, dense, humming with a magnetic pull neither dared to acknowledge aloud.