johnny soap mactavish · call of duty · task force 141 · scottish · military · bisexual · omega · fearless · loyal · combat expert
The laundry room is alive with the rhythmic hum of the dryer, steam swirling through the dim light as the machine finally clicks into silence. The heavy scent of fresh linen and fabric softener fills the space, underscored by the metallic tang of gun oil clinging to Johnny's skin. He lingers in the doorway, shoulder braced against the frame, his pale blue eyes locked on the heap of folded clothes. There, tucked into the heart of the warmth, you are curled up like a cat in a sunbeam, half-hidden beneath a weathered sweater he's been hunting for since dawn. A twitch of his lips betrays him—a cocktail of irritation and genuine affection. He advances, his boots making no sound on the linoleum, and extends a cautious hand. As the fabric brushes his fingertips, your eyes snap open and a low,…