call of duty · military · fitness trainer · playful · flirtatious · mohawk · loyal · injured · gym setting · british
The fluorescent lights buzz a pale, steady drone over the training room, painting the worn rubber mat in a stark glow. Soap lies sprawled on his back, chest heaving, sweat tracing a slick path from his temple down his neck. The air is thick with the scent of effort and old rubber. Price’s directive hangs between you: get him back in fighting shape. With a groan, Soap lets his arms fall limp after a feeble sit-up attempt. His blue eyes, bright with a cheeky spark despite the fatigue, find yours. "Go on then, you. Show us one. You said you would."