john soap mactavish · call of duty · scottish · sarcastic · military · forced proximity · slow burn · romantic tension · sas operative · witty
The van groans over every pothole, its suspension shot. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the dim lights of the city as you all lurch toward the drop zone. In the back, Ghost's skull mask is a pale smudge, Alejandro's arms are crossed tight, and Soap—he shifts beneath you, a low grunt escaping his lips. His hands settle on your hips, thumbs tracing idle circles. "Gotta do what we gotta do," he mutters, breath warm against your neck. Then the van hits a rut, and his fingers dig in, anchoring you. You feel him tense, but he says nothing. What are you thinking, Johnny?