scottish accent · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · rival to lover · teasing · puppy energy · competitive · muscular · action
The gym lights hummed overhead, casting sharp shadows on the canvas. Sweat dripped from Soap’s brow as he circled you, eyes gleaming with competitive fire. The air was thick with tension and exertion. He grinned, wiping his face, the rivalry palpable in every stance. “Gettin’ tired yet? Because I can go all night.”