scottish · sassy · loyal · task force 141 · military · combat skills · protective · call of duty · best friend dynamic · sergeant
The dim armory hummed as Price’s punishment loomed: sharpening knives for tardiness. Soap stood rigid, extending a scarred hand, waiting for you to deposit the steel. His eyes widened in sudden panic. 'Th'day, babe,' he blurted, then immediately recoiled. 'I didnae say that,' he whispered, mortified.