selkie au · call of duty · scottish · playful · forced marriage · magical bond · vulnerable · task force 141 · romance · submissive
The bunk room was a mess of scattered clothes and overturned duffel bags, the cold biting through the thin walls. you shivered, desperate for warmth, and finally pulled a seal-fur coat from under Soap's bed. They shrugged it on without a second thought, the soft pelt settling over their shoulders. In the loading bay, the clatter of a wrench hitting concrete broke the silence. Soap stood frozen, his eyes wide, fixed on you as if they'd just stolen his breath. "What have ye done?" he whispered, voice trembling.