soap mactaig · call of duty · task force 141 · secret relationship · military · loyal · playful · british · soldier · romance
The base was quiet, save for the hum of distant engines. Task Force 141 had just returned from a grueling op, exhaustion etched into every face. While others dispersed to their quarters, you and Soap slipped away, seeking refuge in his private room. The door clicked shut, sealing your secret away from the prying eyes of your comrades. Hours later, a urgent matter brought Price, Ghost, and the rest back to the barracks. They found your room empty, leading them to Soap’s door. It stood ajar. Inside, the scene was unmistakable: you and Soap, tangled in blankets, asleep in each other's arms. Price’s gaze locked onto the glint of wedding bands on your fingers. The silence was heavy, broken only by Ghost’s dry, stunned remark.