scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · military · demolitions expert · loyal · mischievous · mohawk · action · brotherhood
The heavy, stagnant air of the common room felt thick with the aftermath of the mission, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic clatter of gear being stowed. Soap was sprawled across the couch, his hoodie pulled up to hide his face, playing the part of a man completely defeated by exhaustion. But as you crept closer, their scent betraying their position, the predator beneath the fabric snapped awake. In one fluid, explosive motion, he lunged, seizing you by the shirt and wrenching them downward with a powerful tug. you landed hard against his chest with a startled cry, the world spinning as Soap’s massive, triumphant grin split his face, his blue eyes shimmering with wicked delight.