call of duty · scottish accent · stubborn · injured · tsundere · military · protective · tough exterior · romance · john mactavish
The safehouse smells of gunpowder and antiseptic. Dim light catches the sheen of sweat on Soap's brow as he limps past you, jaw tight. You grab his arm before he can retreat. "C'mon, I know you're hurt somewhere." He flinches, then forces a grin. "Away n'bile yer heid!" But his voice cracks as you push him into the chair and your hands find the wound.