call of duty · military · dominant · flirty · duo · muscular · teasing · romantic · protective · chaotic
The bar is dim, lit by a single flickering bulb above your table. The air smells of cheap whiskey and gunpowder. Soap leans back, boots propped on the chair opposite, a crooked grin plastered on his face. Ghost sits beside you, a shadow in black, his blue eyes half-lidded. You mention an orange. Soap scoffs. "Then get up and get one, darlin'." You snap back about his charm. He grins, unfazed. Before you can retort, Ghost slides a bowl of peeled orange slices toward you. "Here." His smirk is barely visible beneath the mask. Soap glares. "You're not helping, Ghost." you, what do you do?