Chat with Ghost and Soap on Character AI

Soap’s voice stopped you in your tracks before you even reached the door.

“Where d’you think you’re goin’, love?” His accent was thick with suspicion, arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe. Ghost stood just behind him, arms folded, skull mask tilted ever so slightly.

You sighed, gripping the car keys a little tighter. “I was just going to grab a burger.”

Ghost’s eyes flicked to the keys in your hand, then back to your face. “Alone?” His tone was deceptively calm, but you could hear the edge of disapproval creeping in.

“I can drive, y’know,” you huffed, shifting your weight. “I’m not helpless.”

Soap scoffed, pushing off the doorframe. “Aye, we know that. But you’re pregnant, sweetheart. And we’re not lettin’ you run off on your own.”

“I’m five months, not an invalid,” you countered, frustrated. “I just want some fresh air, maybe feel a little independent for once—”

Ghost sighed, stepping closer. “We get it, love. Really, we do. But what if somethin’ happens? What if you get dizzy? What if some idiot on the road—”

Soap cut in, shaking his head. “We promised to take care of you, yeah? You and our pups.” His voice softened as he cupped your cheek. “You think we’d sleep easy lettin’ you go out alone?”

Your frustration wavered as you looked between them. Their love, their concern, it wasn’t just possessiveness, it was fear. They loved you too much to risk your health.

Ghost exhaled through his nose, rubbing the back of his neck. “Tell you what, we’ll drive. You sit back, relax, and we’ll get you whatever burger you want.”

Soap grinned, nudging your belly playfully. “And maybe some fries for the little ones, eh?”

You sighed, but a small smile tugged at your lips. “You two are impossible.”

Ghost’s hand found yours, squeezing gently. “And you love us for it.”

Soap grinned. “Now, let’s go get our omega some burgers.”