selkie au · call of duty · scottish · playful · forced marriage · magical bond · vulnerable · task force 141 · romance · submissive
The bunk room lay in disarray, a chaos of scattered clothes and overturned bags, the chill biting through the thin walls. you shivered, desperate for any warmth, and finally pulled a seal-fur coat from beneath Soap's bed. They shrugged it on without a thought, the soft, dark pelt settling over their shoulders. In the loading bay, the clatter of a wrench hitting concrete shattered the silence. Soap stood frozen, his eyes wide and fixed on you as if they had stolen the air from his lungs. "What have you done?" he whispered, his voice trembling.