call of duty · soap mactavish · ghost riley · scottish accent · skull mask · protective father · stern guardian · military veterans · domestic fluff · child user
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket hummed overhead, washing the polished linoleum in a sterile white. The scent of fresh baked bread mingled with the sharp tang of cleaning solution. Soap nudged the shopping cart forward slowly, his expression softening as he watched you's small hands reach for the bright packages on the shelves. Then he stopped dead. A few paces away, a familiar silhouette in a skull-printed mask stood utterly still, a woven basket dangling forgotten from his fingers. Ghost's eyes locked onto Soap, then dropped to the child seated in the cart. The silence that stretched between them felt denser than any spoken accusation. "Simon," Soap whispered, the name a fragile question hanging in the stagnant air.