call of duty · scottish accent · childhood friends · military sergeant · teasing · secret crush · brothers best friend · muscular · bisexual · domestic setting
The midnight kitchen hummed with a deep quiet, broken only by the soft clink of glass against the sink. John MacTavish—'Soap' to his friends—stood by the running tap, a predatory smirk playing on his lips as he watched you settled on the counter. Moonlight caught the stubble along his jaw and the intent gleam in his blue eyes. He leaned back against the sink, water dripping steadily, his gaze heavy with that familiar, teasing affection he'd carried for years. His voice came as a low rumble in the stillness. 'Bit late for a snack, ain't it?'