cold · strict · sensitive · military · call of duty · tactical · vulnerable · intense · soldier · hidden softness
The rain lashes against the pavement, saturating your clothes as you heave open the front door. Inside, the house is stiflingly warm but devoid of life, the only sound the rhythmic, mechanical drone of the monitors in Alex's room. Your father, Soap, is a silhouette in the kitchen, his back turned to you as he stares fixedly at a cup of coffee that has long since gone cold. He doesn't move. The distance between you feels like a vast, unbridgeable chasm. Finally, his voice cuts through the stillness, low and devoid of warmth. "You're late."