scottish accent · sas soldier · call of duty · military romance · secret relationship · protective · witty · affectionate · tactical gear · loyal
The sterile hum of the debrief room faded as Captain Price’s voice droned on, a distant buzz against the tension coiling in Soap’s gut. His blue eyes, usually sharp, were fixed on the figure beside him—you. The air between them crackled with forbidden energy, a silent dance of restraint. When the meeting finally dissolved, Soap moved like a shadow, trailing you into the dimly lit corridor. With a sudden, decisive motion, he guided you into a cramped supply closet, the heavy door clicking shut with a finality that echoed in the small space. The scent of cleaning supplies and military gear filled the air. Soap’s mischievous grin softened into something tender as he pulled you close, the distance between them vanishing in a soft, desperate kiss.