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2023-12-04
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Isn't it Obvious?

Summary:

For the Soap Girlies
Hi Pals,
I’m writing this for the good of all Girlykind. I know we didn’t get to spend much time with this gorgeous Scot so i’m doing this not for myself but for the feral female fandom.
I know this fandom has their preferences but for my own indulgence this is Soap x Fem Reader

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You're from a separate squadron teaming up for a short while.

Chapter 1: Good Soup

Chapter Text

Soap had been particularly clingy this week.
He was sweet enough but, being that handsome, that charming and that funny didn’t equate to being serious. He flirted, sure but you’d been down this road before. Harmless flirting turning into unrequited feelings for men who simply did not see you that way.
You brushed it off and set out to make use of the empty Kitchen. Stirring up a pot of tomato soup you had reserved just for yourself on this lonely base.
You took full advantage of the downtime you had, grey sweats, your white undershirt and comfy socks. Small comforts from home as you softly hummed.
Cooking wasn’t your favorite thing to do but today your cramps were particularly awful.
Just when you had thought your day couldn’t get anymore interesting through the flap opening was John “Soap” Mactavish himself, or aptly "Soap". You and your closest squadron had secretly referred to him in spanish as “Javon” but none of you were brave enough to tell him face to face.

“Hey there pumpkin” you said without looking up setting out another bowl.
Catching him by surprise you poured some of your soup into a bowl for him and the rest into yours.
No sense in letting anything go to waste. You sat down leaning your face on your fist. You’d grown comfortable with him, being that in your mind there was no chance.
Soap grinned from ear to ear, in full gear as it seemed he was set off soon.
“I think you’re warming up to me love.”
“Barely..” You teased gently blowing on your spoon. The soup gently beginning to ripple.
Soap watched quietly, shifting in his seat back to his soup and lifting the bowl carefully to his lips.
“Heading out?” you ask after beat grabbing another spoonful.
“Price has got us out for a tick.. Aiming to be back in a fortnight”
“Aw two weeks?” you say without thinking. “Whose going to give me trouble when everyone else is asleep?”
Slightly flustered Soap stands gathering his dish and yours and placing it in the sink to be washed.
“I guess will have to see.”
The gestured doesn’t go unnoticed but you just figured he was being kind.