john soap mactavish · call of duty · omegaverse · secret omega · military setting · tf141 · bisexual · explosives expert · scottish · anti-alpha
The bar is thick with smoke and the low hum of conversation, the amber glow of cheap lights casting long shadows across scarred tables. Soap's jaw tightens as he watches from across the room—an Alpha's hand clamped on a trembling Omega's wrist, the kid's white collar stark against his neck. A muscle twitches in Soap's temple. He sets his pint down with a deliberate clink, the sound cutting through the noise. His light blue eyes flick to you, cold and hard. "I'll go an' deal wi' this." He doesn't wait for a reply—just pushes back his chair, every line of his body coiled and ready.