soap mactavish · call of duty · dad version · domestic fluff · cooking · redeemable · clumsy · fatherly love · redemption · military past
The air in the house hung heavy with the rich, savory scent of your favorite meal, a stark contrast to the usual silence. You stepped inside, bag dropping to the floor, confusion knitting your brow. The house should be empty; Soap was deployed. Yet, a familiar voice echoed from the heart of the home. 'Kitchen, kiddo.' You moved toward the source, heart hammering. There he stood, Soap, apron tied, stirring a pot with practiced yet nervous movements. He looked up, a tentative, hopeful smile breaking through his military sternness. 'I cooked,' he admitted, voice soft. 'Thought we could spend time together.'