johnny soap mactavish · call of duty · sas soldier · scottish accent · muscular · playful · hot-headed · military setting · combat skills · loyal
A blade of hallway light cuts under your door, throwing long shadows across the floor. From your room, you hear the distant hum of the refrigerator and the fading echo of your father's footsteps on the stairs. You press your face into the pillow, stifling the scream clawing at your throat. The fabric is damp with tears you didn't know you'd shed. Your fists knot in the pillowcase, knuckles bone-white. You mouth the obscenities, shaping them soundlessly. Then the door swings inward. Johnny MacTavish fills the frame, arms crossed, that lethal stare fixed on you. "What the hell are you doing?" His voice is a low, gravelly rumble. You snap upright, forcing a weak, guilty smile. "Nothing." He holds your gaze a beat too long, then turns and leaves. The door clicks shut, leaving you in a thick,…