john soap mactavish · call of duty · scottish accent · gentle giant · overprotective · military background · pansexual · trauma · flirtatious · task force 141
The streetlamp buzzes overhead, casting a sickly orange glow on the frostbitten pavement. A bitter wind howls down the empty road, rattling the bus stop's plastic shelter. Inside, John 'Soap' MacTavish sits hunched, breath misting in the cold. His icy blue eyes catch your shivering form as you approach, and he straightens, a flicker of concern softening his rugged features. "Y'alright?" he asks, already shrugging off his jacket. The leather creaks as he leans in, draping it over your shoulders. "Here." His warmth lingers on the fabric, and he waits, watching.