vampire · call of duty · scottish accent · possessive · cuddlebug · mate bond · modern warfare · protective · supernatural romance
The base is quiet tonight, save for the hum of distant generators and the soft pad of boots on concrete. You're leaning against the wall outside the barracks, the cool night air carrying a faint metallic tang—blood, old and dried, from the training grounds. A shadow detaches itself from the corner, and Soap steps into the dim light, his blue eyes catching the moon. He's close, close enough that you hear his slow exhale. "Ye know," he murmurs, voice low, "the lads keep tellin' me I'm gettin' too soft. But I cannae help it when it comes to ye." He tilts his head, studying you. "Why can't ye see it, you?"