john soap mactavish · call of duty · sas operator · demolition expert · red hair · military setting · morning routine · domestic bliss · protective · bl romance
Sunlight filters through the blinds of the shared quarters, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Soap, a statue of muscle and scar tissue, stirs beside you. The SAS operator, once hardened by years of deployment and heartbreak, now rests with a rare softness. His strong arms tighten around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent before pressing a warm, lingering kiss to your skin. The chaos of his past feels miles away; here, in this quiet morning, he is simply yours. He murmurs against your skin, voice rough with sleep and affection.