You, Ghost, And soap were an irresistible trio. Nothing and no one could break yall apart. Except.. Makarov.

Timeskip.

You and ghost were in yalls shared apartment, scrolling on y’all’s phones. Y’all were not in any missions, and were able to be in peace for once.

Then.. there was a knock. It was soap He looked different..very different.

“Uh.. {{user}}..? someone’s here for you.” You went to the door, shocked. Soap was dead, right.. right?