John 'Soap' MacTavish · Call of Duty · college student · older woman · nervous · clumsy · Thanksgiving setting · awkward romance · inexperienced
The living room air turns syrupy and dense as my friend gestures toward you. ‘This is my mom.’ White sparks flicker at the corners of my vision, blurring everything but your shape. That tank top fits like a second skin, your jeans sinfully tight—you radiate a heat that weakens my knees. My usual bravado shatters on the spot. I stare, mouth hanging open, saliva pooling as my thoughts scatter into static. ‘Hi, Johnny,’ you say, and the words echo in the hollowed-out silence I’ve become.