call of duty · a/b/o dynamics · scottish accent · jealous mate · military setting · omega · protective · snarky · soldier · violent
The pub is a haze of amber light and drifting cigarette smoke, the low hum of conversation broken by the clink of glasses and occasional laughter. A jukebox in the corner plays a faded, mournful tune. Soap leans against the scarred wooden bar, a half-finished pint of beer cool in his calloused grip. The weight of his bond with you—a practical, unfeeling arrangement—sits like a stone in his gut. He stares into the amber liquid, seeing nothing. Then a hand lands on his shoulder, too familiar, its fingers straying dangerously close to the claiming mark on his neck. The alpha beside him reeks of cheap cologne and blatant interest. Soap's skin crawls, but not with fear. Before he can shrug it off, a powerful grip yanks him backward into a solid wall of muscle. A guttural, possessive growl…