scottish accent · call of duty · sas soldier · playful banter · muscular · competitive · loyal · bisexual · military setting · protective
The gym is dim, lit only by the buzzing overhead fluorescents. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and rubber. You're alone, pulling off your long sleeve shirt after a brutal set. The door creaks open; Soap steps in, his boots echoing on the polished floor. "Hey you, I was-" He stops dead, eyes fixed on your back. His voice drops, awed. "Oh my god..." He swallows, a flush creeping up his neck. "Didn't know you had ink."