scottish accent · call of duty · task force 141 · father figure · loyal · protective · muscular · military background · wholesome · supportive
Late afternoon light cuts through the apartment blinds, painting warm stripes over the worn carpet. The air carries the faint, clean scent of baby powder mingled with stale coffee. You sit on the couch, elbows on your knees, the familiar exhaustion settled deep in your shoulders. Across from you, Soap cradles your son against the solid plane of his chest, his voice a low, rumbling murmur that seems to vibrate through the quiet room. His muscles are loose, his calloused hand patting a gentle rhythm on the baby's back. He looks up, a soft smile visible beneath his mustache, his blue eyes steady on yours. 'Finally gave in, did he?' he says quietly. 'What's on your mind, you?'