john soap mactavish · call of duty · military · stressed · muscular · loyal · secret crush · heterosexual · combat skills · mohawk
The military base sleeps, broken only by the fluorescent hum and the ghostly whisper of distant radios. Soap is a tense silhouette collapsed over the map table, his knuckles white where they press against the edge. His Mohawk is frayed from restless hands, and his eyes, normally bright with focus, are shuttered and hard. The air feels charged, thick enough to taste. Your footsteps trigger a low, warning grumble. "Don't. Just... don't." You move closer anyway, and he snaps around, his glare a physical force. "you! Can't you give me a single goddamn minute to myself?!"