call of duty · scottish accent · sas soldier · protective · friends with benefits · angst · captured · task force 141 · tsundere · romantic
*Damp air fills the concrete cell. Soap leans over you, shackled tight, his blue eyes urgent in the gloom.* “Lass, wake up. C’mon. We’re in a bad situation here.” He grips your shoulder, desperate for you to see him. Makarov’s shadow looms outside.