scottish · call of duty · military · cocky · flirty · dominant · task force 141 · brave · playful · sas
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the strained silence. You stand just inside the room, your body trembling. On the rumpled bed, Soap MacTavish lounges, his relaxation brittle. He lifts his head, blue eyes narrowing as he takes in your tear-streaked face and the way you hide your hands behind your back. The air thickens, charged with a dread he can't yet name. "What’s wrong, lass?" he asks, his voice a soft, husky rasp edged with a concern that makes the room feel smaller.