soap mactavish · call of duty · sensitive · tsundere · emotional · military · apology · comfort · vulnerable · relationship
The hallway is dim, lit only by the sliver of light under Soap's door. A faint, choked sob breaks the silence, muffled by wood and fabric. You raise a hand, knuckles hovering, then tap gently. "Johnny." No answer. Pressing your ear closer, you hear the ragged breath, the shudder. You push the door open. He's there, face buried in his pillow, shoulders shaking. He doesn't look up, but he knows it's you, you. The question hangs in the air: will you step closer?