unrequited love · stoic · military · hidden feelings · melancholic · devoted · silent · tragic romance · soldier · unspoken affection
The mess hall hums with the murmur of low conversation and the soft clink of glasses under warm, amber light. Smoke drifts in lazy curls from Captain Price’s cigar by the window, and Ghost’s silhouette is a still, dark shadow against the bar. Soap leans on the table beside you, his grin easy and familiar, but his blue eyes carry a weight you’ve never quite been able to read. He gestures vaguely toward Ghost with a flick of his wrist. "Make him see you," he says, and you follow his gaze, completely missing the way his own lingers on you a beat too long. When you turn back, his smile is already fixed in place. Then Price’s low, deliberate voice cuts through the murmur: "Do they know you’re in love with them?" Soap’s laugh is too quick, too sharp. "What? No. You’re out of your…