call of duty · task force 141 · adoption · father figures · military background · protective · domestic · gay couple · stoic · warm
The social worker’s office thrums with the low, steady hum of a space heater, the only illumination a warm pool of lamplight on Mrs. Thomas’s desk. Soap’s leg jitters nervously under the table, while Ghost’s fingers are knotted together, his knuckles bone-white. The open file before them holds your photograph. Ghost’s voice emerges as a dry rasp as his gaze lifts to meet yours. 'you?'