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Little first meet

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: How a mohawk Scottish man meet his bonnie bear

Warning : M rating. use of alcohol. flirting. A/N: Three glasses of wine in, half asleep I just want to spew their awkward first meeting out.

Part 7 of Little Bear series Masterlist

“Hello bonnie, are you new here?”

Glancing to the left, and to the right.  There’s no one else sitting beside you. Is he talking to you?? There must be some mistake. Surely this handsome stranger with a very exaggerated mohawk hair right in front of you isn’t trying to start a conversation with you. Or God forbid, trying to flirt with you????

“... You talking to me?” you asked in a weak voice. 

He chuckled as he flashes you a wide toothy smile, “Who else would it be? The most beautiful person in the whole pub.” gesturing to the stool beside you, “Mind if I take a seat?”

“Um, sure?”  You can feel the tip of your ears starting to burn. Fidgeting with the pint of beer in your hand, your mind started racing. Maybe he is just bored, or maybe he had a bet with his friend on how many people they can chat up with tonight in this pub.

This is the first time you left your hometown. First time in a brand new environment and you are a nervous wreck. 

You only moved to Credenhill a few weeks ago after getting a new job with a civilian company that has connections to the military that is stationed in the area. 

You have thought deep and hard before deciding to make that huge leap in your life, after seeing all your friends moving on with their life, achieving so much. And there you are, still living in your comfort zone. 

Tonight, you decided to check out the local pub that your new workmate had suggested with a good atmosphere and food. You had nothing better to do anyway on a Friday night.

“Maybe you will get lucky and some soldiers will hit on you!” They joke. “I had quite a bit of luck meeting some quite sexy soldiers. And I can assure you they have pretty good … stamina.” Winking and giggling away as you lower your head in embarrassment. 

Awkward silent bubble surrounded both of you as the bolstering noise of drunken pub goers around you continued.  You never had anyone hitting you before (He is flirting with you, right?)  What do you do in this situation? Who should start a conversation? Is it proper etiquette to look into their eyes or should you look away?

As your brain runs through all the possibilities and solutions, the mohawk man broke the silence and restart the conversation.

“So, I haven’t seen you around here before. Are you here for a visit or?? I don’t imagine anyone will be here for sightseeing purposes.” Taking a sip from his own beer, he asked. “And it doesn’t look like you are waiting for anyone to join you either.” 

Good observant skill, you noted. “Um.I just moved here. Few weeks ago.” Shyly taking a peek at him as you bring your glass up for a sip for a drink, you realise you have a set of steel blue eyes. Beautiful steel blue eyes, drawing you deeper into his soul. 

Great, now you are gawking on him. 

His eyes brighten up as soon as you mention you are a new resident here.

“Well I hope you are settling in well. I must apologise that this little village has nothing to offer apart from basic amenities and boring soldiers.” he chuckles. 

“ And you are one of them?” you blurted out as your eyes caught a glimpse of his dog chain in his half buttoned up shirt. You slapped your mouth as soon as the sentence left your mouth. 

“Sorry. Not meaning to be so rude..” Embarrassment and anxiety starts bubbling up. That is one thing you are not good with. Socialisation. It’s either you don’t know how to carry on a conversation or letting your mouth run without thinking. Way to make a good impression with people. You thought.

Mohawk stranger laughed. “ I am indeed one of them. One of the best at boring your brains out. .” he smirked, “Although I am not as boring as my team mate Ghost.” 

“Ghost?” “Not his real name. That’s his call sign. He usually bored us to death with his dad jokes. Or our Captain. Nagging non-top most times like a mother hen. Don’t get me started on Gaz. He is too stiff for his own good sometimes.” 

“They sound like very interesting people.” You let out a little laugh. 

“Depending how you look at it.” He smiled. Pausing slightly as he thought for a second, “If you like, I can introduce them to you. Next time.” He looked at you in earnest. 

“Next time?” Your eyebrows arched up. There’s next time?

“Only if you want, bonnie.” smiling softly, “You look like you need some friends.” Noticing you stiffening, he winced as he straightened his back slightly. “Sorry. I meant no offence with that. I just thought you might want to make new friends in this new place.” 

You fidget in your seat even more. Can you really trust this man that you only just met tonight? 

And what is that good old warning people kept saying to you, never get involved with military personnel. They will surely break your heart. 

Still noticing your hesitation and discomfort, he hastily added, “If it makes you feel more comfortable, my sister is visiting soon. I can bring her along too. She is the one who usually keeps us all in check. Also to keep my blabbering mouth shut as well.” 

“But.......” 

“But?”

“... I don’t even know your name.”

Mohawk man opened his mouth for a second and closed before he slapped himself in the forehead. 

“Where are my manners? Let’s start again.” holding his hands out,

“John MacTavish. But people either call me Johnny or Soap.”

You later find out Johnny isn’t usually the type to introduce his close knit group right from get go. 

“I fell hard for you that day, Bonnie bear. Something in my heart tells me I must approach that lonely bonnie that is sitting in the corner all by herself and woo her with all my might.”

“Well luckily you didn’t use any of your lame pick up lines..”

“Aww Bonnie bear. I am sure you will still fall for the charming me nevertheless.”

“Sure sure… “

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Serene

Chapter 5

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3. Ch.4. Ch.5. Ch.6. Ch.7.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 1,747

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail. And now, you two are secretly seeing each other.

!Warnings!: None

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: Sorry if this one is short! Just wanted to get something out there. I hope everyone has a great holiday!

I could not believe what I was hearing right now. 

“What do you mean I am putting him in danger?” I snared, demanding answers. 

Simon just stood there, peering his eyes at you. He couldn’t believe that someone like Johnny was pursuing someone so naive but love makes you do stupid things. 

“He can’t be roaming around land. It’s what he wants to do to be with you.” Simon told you, with a hint of annoyance in his tone. 

Despite his intimidating physical appearance, he didn’t intimidate you at all. You stood your ground and you were going to stand up for yourself. 

“I understand being worried about your best friend and all, but I can reassure you that Johnny is perfectly fine and capable of protecting himself. I am sure he doesn’t need a babysitter to take care of him.” I told Simon. 

You hated being mean to someone you just met, let alone someone that was in close regard to Johnny, but it’s the fact that Simon was the one stalking both you and Johnny and how he is accusing you of putting Johnny in danger, is what fuels you to stand your ground. Upon hearing that Simon’s eyes went wide, but with anger. He felt his blood boiling with anger as you said that. How dare you? He thought. All he wanted was for Johnny to be safe in the deep gulf and not be on land, but you couldn’t understand that. Simon stepped closer to you, ready to be serious and be even more intimidating. 

“Aye! How’s it goin’ you two?” A familiar voice spoke out.

Both Simon and I turned to find Johnny approaching us. I almost stepped back, almost not recognizing him. He looked the exact same as he did except he has fucking legs. His legs were toned and muscular just like his upper half. He wore a white tank top with camo shorts, white socks, and black shoes. It was almost surreal to see him as human. Almost like I was longing to see him as a human. He looks so damn good as a human. Once Johnny got close to us, I huddled up close to him, feeling safe close to him and he immediately wrapped his arm around me, bringing me even closer to him. 

“We’re good. Just meeting your best buddy Simon for the first time. Right, Simon?” I say, staring deep into his dark brown eyes. 

“Yes. Yes we are.” Simon said with no hesitation, fixing his tone for Johnny. 

“That’s good, that’s good, I’m glad. Do we want to go grab some grub together?” Johnny suggested. 

Please say no, please say no, please say no, please say-

“No thanks. I’d love to but I’ve got important matters to deal with today.” Simon answered. 

Thank God. 

“Oh alrigh’ then. Well, it was good to see you Simon.” Johnny said. 

“You too, Simon.” 

Simon’s eyes go to pierce yours. Even though he was playing a nice act, you knew there was more to it. He was not happy with you. 

“It was nice to meet you, Dove.” 

“You too, Simon.” I said. 

With that, Simon immediately turned around, walked away and hurried out of the store, leaving you and Johnny alone. 

“Oh my god, Johnny, what are you?” 

You could hardly get the words out, seeing Johnny with legs. 

“What? Do I look differen?” Johnny jokes, acting shocked over his own legs. 

You chuckle at his antics. Johnny could feel that Simon scared you a little so of course he was trying to lighten the mood up a little. Simon didn’t mean to but he was awfully overprotective over Johnny. Simon could care less about ever going on land again while Johnny loves being on land. He loves people while Simon hates people, given his history with them. He understands what Simon went through but he secretly wishes he would give them a chance. Most importantly, he wishes Simon would give you a chance. 

“I mean, yeah you do. Why are you up on land today?” I asked. 

Johnny approached you closer, holding both of your hands in his and playfully swinging them side to side. 

“I wanted to see ya, bonnie. I couldn’t wait till dark out.” Johnny admitted to you. 

“I know, but I don’t want you to get in trouble with Simon.” I said. 

“Oh, don’t worry about him. He can go away n’ bile he’s head.” Johnny said. 

“Huh?” 

Johnny laughed at your reaction to his Scottish slang. 

“It means he can go fuck himself.” He explained. 

“Ah. I’ll be sure to use that.” 

“I would be honored.” Johnny said, smiling at you, making you chuckle out of being flustered. 

Johnny had this charm to him, a charm that always had you smiling ear to ear every time you were around him and you were blessed to have him in your life. 

“So, did ya have any plans today, Dove?” Johnny asked you. 

“Uh, I just finished grocery shopping for my uncle and aunt since I stayed home today from school.” I answer. 

“Why did you stay home?” 

You immediately regretted telling Johnny that, feeling his protective self coming out. 

“Cause..of my professor.” I answer. 

“I’m sorry, hen. Have you reported his arse yet?” 

“Not yet, but I am going to, I promise. I just needed a day to myself.” I reassured him. 

“Well, do you mind if I help ya finish your shoppin’? And hang out with you today?” Johnny asked. 

“No, Johnny. I don’t mind at all.” You say. 

Johnny leaned in, cupped your face, and gave you a peck on your lips, quick enough for being in public, but enough to show that he truly does love you. After the kiss, Johnny followed you around the grocery store as you finished the shopping list Ale gave you. You got to see more of his personality come out. Not only was he a charming, respectful guy, but he was also very goofy and kind hearted. He wouldn’t hesitate to make a goofy face at you to make you laugh and he would always help if someone needed something at the very top shelf. The more you saw Johnny’s personality come out, the more internal relief you felt. You knew that your uncle and aunt would like Johnny. You checked out and made yall’s way out of the grocery store, heading towards your car and Johnny helped you unload the groceries into your car. 

“Your folks home?” Johnny asked as you slammed the trunk shut. 

“No, they are both at work. I’ll tell them I am bringing a friend home.” I told him as I pulled out my phone to text Ale. 

“Can’t say boyfriend, aye?” Johnny jokes. 

“I mean, he would probably freak out if I said boyfriend without him meeting you first.” I mentioned. 

“Ah, so he’s protective?” 

“Very.” I say, sending the text, “although I didn’t mention it was Gem nor Pixie so he is gonna ask who it is for sure.” 

“Who are they?” Johnny asked. 

“My two closest friends. They are like sisters to me.” I said as I went to open the driver seat door but Johnny stopped me. 

“Let me drive.” He insisted. 

“Oh so you know how to drive?” I joke. 

“I’m half human, not a whole fish.” Johnny remarked. 

You rolled your eyes as you let Johnny get into the driver's seat and you got into the passenger seat, slipping on your seat belt and Johnny doing so as well. 

“Show me the way, hen.” 

~ 

“And this is my bedroom.” I say, hearing Johnny walk in behind me. 

Your bedroom was a typical adult woman's bedroom, but Johnny was in awe over your room. 

“Nice, nicee.” Johnny said with a smirk. 

“Really?” 

“‘eah of course, Dove. I wish I could have my own room.” Johnny mentioned. 

“I mean you could.” I say. 

“Yeah.” Johnny said as he sat down on my bed, bouncing onto it a little bit, “comfy.” 

You giggled as you sat down next to Johnny, leaning in close to him. 

“Is what Simon said true?” I ask, remembering what he said. 

“No, no, not at all, Dove. He just needs to chill the fuck out. I'm fine.” Johnny reassured me, even though the guilt still remained. 

“Well what does he mean by putting you in danger? Is there someone after you?” I ask, wrapping my arm around his. 

The size difference between us was almost comical. 

“He is just worried someone is gonna figure ou’ what I really am and try to kidnap meh and experiment on me.” Johnny told me. 

“Has that happened before?” 

“Not really. I've been spotted before by some folks but nobody cared enough to believe them. But that was a while back and in ‘nother state.” Johnny informed me. 

I nodded, taking in that information. I understand how Simon feels and I know that he wants the best for Johnny, but Johnny also should be able to live his life how he wants to live it. 

“When will ya folks be home?” Johnny asks. 

“Not for a couple of hours.” I said, glancing at my watch. 

Johnny smirked as he leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips, cupping my face as well. 

“You're so beautiful, lass.” Johnny cooed to you. You could feel your heart racing as you notice the tone change. It was intimate. Very intimate. 

“Johnny..” 

You hardly had any words as Johnny's hands started wandering all over your body. You let him, trusting him entirely as you let yourself be vulnerable to him. He was feeling you for the first time, as if this was the first time in a long time that he was intimate with someone. He then held your chin with his fingers, making you look up at him. 

“Will you let me be yours?” 

“Yes.” 

You didn't hesitate at all to answer. Johnny was happy to hear your answer as he leaned in, grazing his tongue over your lips. You let him in, softly moaning at his action as his hands locked around your hips, with your hands on your neck. You could feel the tension in the air get hotter and hotter and you never wanted this to end. You wanted it to go further so you- 

“Estrella!! I'm home, where are-” 

“Fucking Jesus.” 

You mumble as your Uncle barged into your room, seeing the current scene unfolding in front of his eyes. 

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Little first date

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: Johnny take his bonnie out for their first date, also meet the people who are important to his life.

Warning :T-M rating. All round fluff. talk of moments of insecurity.

Part 8 of Little Bear series

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Should you? Or should you not? 

Picking up and putting down the piece of napkin in front of you, you keep changing your mind.

Gosh, why am I so indecisive?? Surely there is nothing to lose here. 

Other than my own pride.

You let out a desperate moan as you buried your face into the pillow. Thinking back to the night you met the Mohawk…. John MacTavish;

“No pressure bonnie.” as he grabs one of the napkins and asks for a pen from the bartender, he quickly scribbles down some numbers and a little doodle of bar of soap beside it and pushes it towards you. “Here’s my number, text me or ring me when you are ready. I’ll leave it in your hand.” 

He seems nice enough. Great sense of humour, handsome ( even with a strange mohawk. Is he trying to imitate Mr T? You wondered.) and those strong arm muscles… the slight chest hair that was peeking through the gap of his shirt when you spotted his dog tag…..

Ah stuff this. Why not? You always think you need to step out of your comfort zone. And this is another great chance to do it, isn’t it?

Making up your mind, you carefully thinking up of what to say, texted him and pressed send before your nerve got the better of you. 

You nearly jumped out of the skin when your phone went off not even a minute later after sending the text, you scramble forward to try to pick it up, nearly dropping it in the process.

“Heeellllo??” cursing yourself as your voice squeaked with nerve, you cough a bit and tried again, “Hello??”

A cheerful voice calls out your name, “I've been waiting for you!” Johnny chuckled, “So..you still keen to go out on a date with me?” 

“Um. Sure. I think so? If, if you are up for it??” you replied with uncertainty. 

And this is how you ended up at the pub, thirty minutes earlier than the agreed time, fretting all day over what you were going to wear, make up or not, should you walk? Should you call for a taxi, what should you order for food, what to talk about so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself?

This is all new to you. Never has someone asked you out before. Nor flirt with you. 

You have never gone on a date before.

“You alright there bonnie? I hope you haven’t been waiting too long.” steadying you with his strong arm, he greets you with his flashing smile. “You look beautiful tonight, by the way,” he added softly. 

You felt a light tap on your shoulder, dragging you out from your little swirl of panic whirlpool. Turning your head over your shoulder, there you see Johnny, dressed in tight fitting jeans, simple dress shirt and dark leather jacket. 

You feel your cheek burning hot, can this guy get any more handsome?  You stood up from your stool clumsily, nearly tripping over in the process, if his reflex wasn’t quick enough to catch you. 

He waved his hands dismissively, “They are getting here a little bit later, citing not wanting to disturb our date.” Pull out the stool slightly and urge you to sit down again, “ We can worry about them later. So, what would you like to drink? Food? Any preferences?”

“You. you look. Um, very nice too.” Oh, why are you so tongue tied? Wrangling your hands together,  you quietly replied, “No, I didn’t wait too long. So, Um. Where are the others?” You half wished his friends and sister would arrive soon, so you wouldn’t have to face him alone, but the other side of you is nervous to meet a new hoard of people all in one go , and wanting to spend a bit of time with him. Ah, that conflict of mind and emotion.

Sensing your nervousness, he gently eases you into conversation by asking simple questions about yourself, hanging onto every word you say, like each of them with great importance, asking all the right questions when you mention anything that he doesn’t quite understand. 

He only started talking about himself after you are slightly relaxed enough to ask what he does during time off, his hobby ( you found out he is a huge football fan, even played as a goalkeeper in local clubs for a while until work got too busy.) his family, his younger sister Mini, who he speaks fondly of and the all sort of mischiefs they get up to when they were younger. 

You nearly choked on your beer as you laughed with all the stories. “Sounds like you two had quite an adventurous and happy childhood.” 

“Funny enough, I was the wild one when we were younger, and she was the one who had me on a leash, now it’s the total opposite.”  he chuckled. Taking a sip of the beer, you see a twinkle in his eyes, “My parents would have to rebuild the barn countless times if it wasn’t for her stopping me setting it on fire.” putting his glass down, he stares at you softly with his steel-blue eyes, “You have a beautiful laugh, bonnie. Has anyone ever told you that?”

For the second time tonight, you think your face is going to combust with all the heat creeping up towards it. Looking down at your plate of dessert, pushing the chocolate fudge around with your fork, trying to think of a reply.

Before you can come up with something, you saw a hand slapping of Johnny’s back, making him spill his drink.

“Hello! You must be the unlucky lady that has to put up with this man here, " Johnny growled as you chuckle nervously, "Kyle Garrick, but you can call me Gaz.” Holding out his hand to shake after you introduced yourself, he smirked as he point towards your date,

A dark skinned man with a wide smile appeared.

“Oy Gaz! Watch it!!” Johnny complained, but there’s a playful smile on his face. He stood up and gave the man, Gaz, a quick hug, before turning back towards you.

“You know how excited he was when he got your text and after he got off the phone with you? He was practically dancing around the office and shouting for joy. Price, our captain, had to ask Simon to restrain him.” 

“Shut ..shut up Gaz, don’t give all my secrets away…. “ Stuttering and going a bit shy, Johnny elbowed Gaz in the stomach. 

“Well, he was telling the truth.” Another voice, deep and husky, piped up. Followed by a woman’s light giggle. 

“Where is Captain?” Johnny asked. Gaz shook his head, “He had to go home. He sent his apology to you and your lovely date, saying he would meet you next time.” 

“Hi, I’m this bampot’s sister, everyone calls me Mini.” her broad smile reminds you of Johnny’s own, you can really see the family resemblance there.

The Man right beside her, who seems to have a permanent frown plastered between his brows and a black surgical mask on, quietly introduced himself as Simon was a complete opposite to the rest of the group. This must be Ghost, who Johnny previously mentioned before. He doesn’t seem like the type of person that cracks jokes? You wondered. 

Oh, there’s next time again. Everyone seems to be so confident there will be a next time!

As the evening draws to a close, you bid goodbye to the group and with promises of future meet ups, Johnny offers to walk you home. 

The rest of the evening was spent in good company. They welcome you with open arms, Gaz and Mini taking turns to spill Johnny’s secrets and embarrassing stories. Simon even cracked a joke in between.

“That means he likes you.” Johnny whispered in your ear. “He doesn’t usually talk at all in front of strangers.

Even though it’s already springtime, there was still a bit of a bite to the evening breeze. You shivered as the wind started to pick up. 

Suddenly you see a hand in front of you, you look up, Johnny offers you his hand, silently asking with his eyes. You hesitated for a split second extending your hand, with him gently wrapping it with his large, callous but warm hand. He shifted his body slightly, blocking the wind out for you. 

Two of you slowly stroll towards your flat in comfortable silence.

“Thank you for the lovely evening.” looking up at him, as two of you came to a stop in front of your place. You feel a slight emptiness in your heart, as you realise the date has come to an end. Johnny still holding your hands in his, caressing the knuckles softly with his thumbs.

“Can I kiss you, bonnie?” he whispered softly, asking for permission. 

You only snapped back into sense after he slowly broke the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours. Sliding your hand down towards his chest, feeling his thumping heart.

You nodded your head shyly, body trembling slightly with anticipation. Bringing his hands up, he gently cups your face with his hands, leaning down, his lips hovering over yours for a few seconds, before closing the gap.

Oh, how you feel your body is going to melt into a puddle. Eyes fluttering to a close, your arms come up around his neck, pulling him down further, trying to make your body closer to his as much as possible.

“.. That was my first kiss…. “ you softly blurted out, making a confession. You don’t want this moment to end. Never have you felt such an overwhelming sense of emotion towards anyone else. Is this what falling in love feels like?

Feeling his arm around you, tightening his embrace, he took in a shaky breath before speaking.

“Well, I am very honoured to be your first.” he whispered softly into your ear. “And I hope this will be one of the many firsts that is yet to come.”

You knew you were a goner right there and then.

A/N: This actually went out a little bit longer than expected. oops. Word vomited too much sorry. was half watching Woman world cup final and half writing.

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Little Bear

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: How you got your pet name from Soap

Warning : Nothing but fluff , T-M theme. Not beta’ed.

Part of Little Bear series

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“…. You alright there bonnie???”

Soap couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw you, wearing a warm pastel colour fleece jacket, with a hoodie, complete with two little round ears on the top. You look absolutely adorable. Just like a human sized teddy bear.

“I'm cold….” You pouted, looking at your boyfriend with glossy eyes, shivering away. Feeling totally opposite to adorable. Despite being wrapped up like a furball underneath five layers of blankets, hugging tight onto a steamy hot cup of chocolate, heater pointing at your feet, on full blast, you still feel like you are living on a wild arctic plain, can’t get yourself warm enough, despite whatever you do.

Moving himself to sit beside you, giving you a loving kiss on the lip before he puts the mug onto the coffee table and peels open the layers of blanket, and pulls you into his chest with his strong arm. Gosh, he is like a human furnace. You sigh in content as you instantly melt into his embrace.

“Is that better, little bear?”

Lifting your head in confusion, “Little bear?”

“Yes, my adorable little bear.” He smiled as he tugged the little round ears on your hoodies. Burying your face further into his chest, embarrassed. “I am not cute nor adorable.”

“Hey, never say that.” He cups your face with both of his hands, tilting it up and leaning into your forehead. “Never put yourself down like that.” His baby blue eyes softened. “You are intelligent,” soft kiss on your left cheek, “great personality,” another kiss on your right cheek, “an absolute beauty,” Finishing with a long loving kiss on your lip,

“I love you for who you are, not what you are.”

“Not even when I am a cute little teddy bear?”

He laughed.

“Come on. What would you like for dinner?”

“How’s my little bear doing today?”

“Does my little bear need any assistance in… tension relief??”

“You know you are my beloved little teddy bear right?”

“I miss you, little bear.”

“ I love you, My dearest Bear.”

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Little Kisses

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: The many different kisses of John Soap MacTavish

Warning : M rating. Slight talk of Smut. nightmare moments, slight angst follow by fluff.

Part 6 of Little Bear series Masterlist

John MacTavish, man who loves to show his emotion through kisses and hugs.

The shy tentative kiss you both shared as he bid you goodnight at the doorstep after the first date, “Can I kiss you, bonnie?” he whispered softly, asking for permission.

The gentle kiss on your forehead when you are wrapped up like a burrito in his embrace, half dozing off in the middle of a movie, before scooping you up into a bridal carry and moving you onto the cosy bed.  “Bedtime for you, bonnie bear.” he chided as you mumbled in protest. 

The playful butterfly kisses he peppers on your cheeks as he bear hug you, when you both finally reunited after months of deployment, “I miss you so much, my precious teddy bear. So so so much.” he expresses his yearning for you as he buried his face in your neck.

The linger kisses on your lip as you bid tearful farewell to each other, with the uncertainty of returning without injury or even making it back alive. “I will, I promise, within my power, to come back safe and alive to see you again, my love.” he exhaled out as he wiped beads of tears trickling down your face.

The heated kisses as both you are slightly tipsy, and snuck away from everyone else to the alleyway behind the pub, his hand sliding between your legs, eliciting a moan from you. “Sssshhhh keep it quiet bonnie.. You don’t want to get us caught, right??” He smirked.

The soft trailing kisses down your neck, holding you tight as he finally takes you for the first time, you gasp in pain once he is fully seated in you with his girthy length, stretching you like you never felt before. “It’s ok love.. Take all the time you need…” he murmurs words of comfort and reassurance as you try to relax yourself.

The comforting kisses on your temple as he pulls you in close, running his hand up and down your back, trying to calm you down from nightmares. “I am here bonnie. I am here with ya.. Still alive. See?” he comforts you as he pulls your hand onto his chest, feeling the beating heart.

The most memorable kisses of all, is when he proposed to you. Wind blows gently across the hills of the Scottish highland, he takes your hands, kneeling down on one knee.

“Bonnie bear, my soulmate. Please let me be yours forever, and I promise you, I will treasure you until the end of days.”

He’s been so good to you. 

But what have you done for him?Do you deserve him? The doubt and hesitation slowly creeps up like a monster extending its tentacle, pulling you into shadow, into the whirlpool of negativity. “You have brought so much joy into my life.” his voice cracks and wavers as he feels your hand tenses. Closing his eyes as he leaned his cheek against your hand, “Every time I am out there, fighting to keep myself and my brothers-in-arms alive, you know what keeps me going?” Opening his eyes again, as he stares into your eyes, into your soul. 

“Coming back to you. My home. My beautiful resting place. The only person that can bring me laughter and joy. The only person I ever say I love you to.” 

How can you say no to those beautiful steel blue eyes? You just can’t. You love this man a lot. So much. It hurts just thinking about life without him. Him leaving you. Or you leaving him. 

Biting on your lips, taking a step closer before you drop down to the ground on both of your knees, whispering out the response. 

“John MacTavish. Let me be yours forever, if you let your heart be mine.”

He tilted his head back, trying hard to stop himself from trembling with excitement, before leaning forward, the taste of saltiness from the tears streaming down from both of your faces as he cups your cheeks and proceeds to give you a long loving kiss. 

There will be many more kisses to come, for the rest of your life.

 

“Now you want to milk this highland cattle right here on this hill?”

“ OH my heaven Johnny please don’t ruin this romantic moment… “

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Little Beard

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: After being apart from your wonderful boyfriend for six months, he comes back with a surprise.

Warning : M themed. Suggestive. hints of smut. Not beta'ed. Semi crack. A/N: I am sure all of us who loves Soap also love his wonderful beard from his OG days. At least I do.

Part 4 of Little Bear series Masterlist

“JOHN……ny???”

Two men turned around. If it wasn’t for the almost non-existing mohawk, you probably would have mistaken your boyfriend for Captain Price. 

“Bonnie bear!!” Striding towards you before scoping you up into his arms into a bear hug. “You made it!” 

“I wouldn’t miss it in the world… but.. What the hell is this??!!” you gaped, while caressing his full mutton chop. 

Six months. It’s the longest time both of you have been apart since the start of the relationship. Oh how you missed him. There was minimal contact. The only reason you knew him and the team was still alive was through Laswell ( Only because Johnny begged her and she has a soft spot for the youngsters of the team ). You don’t know how you would have coped without her constant update and reassurances. While you are glad to have them safe back in your arm, you begin to wonder what has happened during the mission. 

“You like it?” Nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, he whispered. “I thought something different, for a change.” 

“Are you sure you boys haven’t been on the set of ‘Cast Away’ instead of a save-the-world mission??”  You laughed as you felt the tickle of his beard on your neck. “Oh! You are growing a rat tail too..” 

Glancing over his shoulder, you see Gaz sporting a not quite a full unkempt beard and equally messy curly hair, although you couldn’t see Simon’s face, a few strands of overgrown hair is peeking out from both eye holes and the back of his balaclava, and somehow Price has magically kept his mutton chop immaculate. You almost wonder if he has signed a secret pact with an unknown entity to keep his facial hair in tiptop shape and keep the boys alive during the missions. 

Pulling away a little, he gives you a playful smacking kiss on the lip, “Falling head over heels for me again?” 

You laughed as you lightly slapped his chest, you have to admit on more than one occasion you have imagined what it will be like for Johnny to have a full grown mutton chop, how it will feel when he goes down on….

“What are you thinking now little teddy bear? I can hear your brain churning.” Leaning back into you as he dropped into a whisper, “You having naughty thoughts?” Damn, he knows you too well. 

“Don’t worry, once we get back to the accommodation.. I will make up for all the lost time by taking care of ya…” he smirked. He proceeded to yell towards the boys, “Hey, I think we will give tonight’s gathering a miss, I have important business to take care of.” 

“You mean taking care of your girlfriend’s needs?” Simon perked up all of sudden.

“Oh my gosh Simon!!” You swear if someone put a kettle on top of your head now, you can boil the water in an instant. Of all people, you did not expect it from him. You seriously need to have a talk with Mini to reign her husband’s mouth. 

“You know it! See you tomorrow instead!” Soap replied, unashamed about what his plan with you for the evening was to be, while waving goodbye to his teammates and half dragging you towards the car, eagerly. And sure enough, he proceed to you the best head in your life. As always. With his new mutton chop. Again, and again. the overgrown hair made it easy to grab onto too.

“.. Had a good time? UGH!”

“ Gaz. Behave. And you too SIMON. Don't you DARE open your mouth” 

I am a firm believer Price has made a pact with the devil to keep his mutton chop immaculate at all time.

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Pick up lines

Pairing: Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x F!Reader

Side of Simon Riley x Mini MacTavish

Summary: Cringy pick-up lines by Johnny Soap MacTavish. Lamest of the Lamest.

Warning: CRACK FIC. don't take it so seriously. Mature theme, innuendos. swearing, alcohol use.

A/N: Well, I blame @captainsy-cookiemonster for making me snort with laughter at 11 at night, and @deadbranch adding fuel to the fire from this POST by @captainsy-cookiemonster

Masterlist

"You look like you could use a spa day..."

“What????”  You can just see Gaz cackling himself in the background, knowing what is to come.  OH these boys are up to something.

“Fucking hell MacTavish, that is the worst pick up line I ever heard.” Simon grunted with a hint of amusement. 

“You know, with this luxury cream soap,” He smirks as he pointed towards his crotch,

“Comes from the lower highland area of Scotland, limited edition you cannot get elsewhere, I can guarantee you a smooth sensual experience.”

The cashew nut you just popped into your mouth rolled out onto the table as your jaw dropped open. You hear an unladylike snort, followed by howling laughter coming from Mini before she hides her face into Simon’s chest, trying and failing to contain herself. 

“But it’s working, right Bonnie?” Soap winked at you.

“No.” 

“No?” He pouted. “So you're not coming home with me tonight?”

“John MacTavish, We live in the same house.” you replied with a deadpan expression. “Go flirt somewhere else.” 

“Are you sure you don’t want to give it a test drive for free..” Soap was interrupted by Mini slapping her brother’s head,

“Haud yer wheesht!” “That’ll do MacTavish.”  Simon stood up and picked Soap up by the collar and half lifted him back to the dart board where Gaz is still bending over, wheezing from laughter. 

“These boys…” Mini let out a sigh as her eyes followed Simon’s movement, “Being in the military seriously impairs these boys’ way of flirting.” Popping some mixed nuts into her mouth, “Simon tried to compare himself to a cuddly teddy bear, and König, his was just too rude to repeat, I don’t know how his partner fell for it.” 

“You got to admit, it’s so lame it’s good.” You hide your smile as you take a sip of beer. As cringey and lame Soap’s attempt to flirt with you ( you are sure he only did it as he lost a bet with Gaz,) you kind of like it. 

“Not my brother’s. Oh heaven, It’s going to give me nightmares and images for days thinking about it.” 

“Would you like to try milking some highland cattle…”

“Go to BED JOHNNY.”

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Little hobby

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: Your secret hobby and past time discovered by your boyfriend.

Warning : M themed. Suggestive. hint of smut. Not beta'ed. A/N: I am sure 99% of us who writes fanfics has this experience.. of hiding our thirst from RL friends and families...

Part 2 of Little Bear series Masterlist

“He kissed her… mmm no that doesn't flow..The lust in his eyes….. Yep. That will work.”

“What ya doing there little bear?" 

You let out a mighty scream as you jumped and threw your laptop on the seat beside you.  You've been typing away and burning your brain cells for the last few hours, eyes sticking up to the computer screen and scrunching up your nose, so deep in concentration you didn’t even notice your boyfriend had come back in from his night out with the boys.

"JOHNNY!!! Oh my heavens, I was about to have a heart attack!!" puffing and pouting as you scramble to pick up the laptop and quickly slam the lid close. 

"Sorry bonnie, I called you a few times but your nose was sticking right against the screen typing away.. you writing a novel?? Can I have a read?" Soap asked as he bent over from the back of the couch, giving you a kiss on the head as he apologised. 

"Uh…"

Soap looked at you with a big smile, waiting for you to give him a reply. 

How do you tell your dearest boyfriend, that secret little self indulgent hobby that none of your real life acquaintances knows.

Writing fan fictions.

SMUTTY fan fictions to be precise. 

There’s no secrets between us. That’s one thing both you and Johnny agree on at the start of the relationship. With him away for work so often, both of you know communication is the key. Open with each other. 

Oh what the hell. He’s going to find out someday. Somehow. Your usual mutual friend who you use as beta reader is offline and away for family holiday, and you really want to get your latest chapter posted in the next few hours.

“Please? I promise you I won’t laugh.” How can you say no to those beautiful baby blue eyes, staring at you innocently.

“You promise?” You asked in a shy voice. “And please don’t judge me.” ‘I promise my little teddy bear. Now come on. Tell me what you are writing about?”

Passing the laptop over to him nervously, “Iamwritingasmuttyfanfictionaboutarthurmorgan.”you vomited out the words so fast, you were surprised Soap actually caught most of the words.

“Arthur Morgan? The character from red dead redemption two? What’s a smut anyway?” Soap remembered it from one of the game nights when the team gathered at their place, while Soap, Ghost and Price were playing cards, you sat there with Gaz, who was a huge fan of the series, playing the game while you watched on from the side, and occasionally finding guides online for him when he was stuck at certain point of the game. He didn’t expect you to take on such an interest in the character. 

Nodding your head,“It’s um, part of a series I am writing about, um…. I have been trying to get this chapter done for the last few hours,“ Waving your hand towards the laptop, “Just.. Just read it. And um, give me some constructive criticisms and see if you can spot any grammatical mistakes…” 

Sitting back, you wrangle both hands nervously as he opens up the laptop, eyes darting left to right, occasionally clicking on the touchpad, typing away to correct things in or raising eyebrows, tilting his head and nodding his head with approval. 

After what seems like the longest five minutes of your life, he finally closes the lid of the laptop and sets it aside.

“Well.” 

“Well?” scooting closer to him, you urge him to say more.

“Pretty good, didn’t know you had such vivid imaginations there. So tell me,” he leans closer, with a smirk on his face, “those sexy scenes you wrote… keen to try them out?” 

Oh. OHH. HoHOho.....

This took an unexpected, but not unwelcoming turn. You didn't end up posting that chapter until two days later. With additional smut scenes added. Inspiration from real life was indeed helpful.

“Good morning Bonnie bear, keen to go for another ride on the cowboy?” 

loosely based on my own experience ( minus the smut writing part ) when husband was asking me why I been typing and gluing my eyes on the computer after work for days. and "IAMWRITINGCALLOFDUTYFANFICITION" was all he got out of me.

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Little Help

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: Breaking bones is never a great experience.

Warning : T-M rating, talks of injuries, nothing too serious, any medical talks might be inaccurate. A/N: loosely based on my experience after I was in a car crash last year, my S/O had to help me wash my hair.

Part 5 of Little Bear series Masterlist

You knew you should have bought a new pair of work boots when you were at the shop last week.  

So you wouldn’t have to sit on the couch, drowning in your own misery, with a cast and sling over your arm, trying hard not to think of the pain it’s causing you every time you breathe. 

You were pretty lucky your neighbour was about to head out the door at the same time when they witnessed you slip down the wet stairs of your shared flat with Johnny, and stayed with you until the ambulance came. 

“Sorry Miss. Not only do you manage to break your ulna bone, you somehow manage to fracture your collarbone at the same time.” The doctor looked at you with sympathy. “Good news is, it’s not a complex fracture, no surgical intervention is required. Bad news is, you will have to be in a case for approximately four to six weeks.” Well, should have drank more milk when your parents nagged you every morning when you were young. You groan at the news. This is the worst time to have an injury that renders you semi functional. Johnny is off on deployment, and Johnny’s sister Mini who is usually on duty at this hospital is off on holiday back at their parent’s farm up in Scotland. All your other friends have families and work. You really don’t want to be a bother to them. So back to the present. Leaning against the cushion, on your good side, with tears rolling in your eyes, drifting in and out of sleep, waiting for the analgesic to kick in. 

“... Bonnie bear? What happened to you?” Well, it’s either the drug the doctor prescribed to you has unwanted side effects, you swear  you are hearing your boyfriend’s voice. “Teddy bear, come on, open your eyes, you are scaring me right now.” The voice is laced with concern, getting slightly frantic as he calls out to you again. Slowly opening your eyes with a groan, you were utterly surprised to find Johnny was kneeling by the bedside, his beautiful puppy blue eyes staring with his hand hovering around your body, wanting to touch you but at the same time too scared that he would cause further pain. 

“Johnny?” Blinking a few times, “ I thought, I thought … you not back for another few weeks?” “Mission was aborted. We got sent back early.” No further elaborations as he shuffles towards you a little bit closer, “Which is lucky because.. Why didn’t you tell me you were injured?” “.. I didn’t want to be a bother..” looking down, you replied with a voice that is barely above a whisper. You hate being useless. You hate asking for help, especially from your boyfriend.

“How many times do I have to tell you, you are NEVER ever a bother to me.” Johnny sighed and lightly carrasses your hair. “You are my treasure, I am always here to look after you, as you always do for me. Now, I am not taking no for an answer, I think you need a lot of help here.” And you are glad you said yes. Because you've been itching to have your hair washed. Moving was a huge struggle, let alone trying to raise your arm and scrub your hair, which is getting more and more oily and smelly in this unbearable summer heat. This is also when you notice, your dear boyfriend actually pays more attention to details than you thought. From how to scrub your hair, putting conditioners on, putting on hair oil before blow drying your hair.

“I’m not pulling too hard am I?” Johnny whispered as he gently brushed your hair, taking extra care to brush out the knots at the end. “You are doing a brilliant job. I assume you had plenty of practise?” You muse and take light playful jabs at him doing the same for his partners from previous relationships. “I know what you're thinking,” Kissing you lightly on your head as he finishes brushing, “Mini actually trained me to do her hair when she fell off a tree when she was young. She was double casted for weeks.” he chuckled. “She kept complaining I almost pull her head off her head everytime I try to brush it though, such an ungrateful sister.” he puffed in a joking tone. “Well, aren’t I glad you have learnt your lesson and my scalp and hair is still intact.” You laughed. Letting out a sigh as you enjoyed the lightness of freshly washed and brushed hair. You are already feeling a hundred percent better after a nice shower and the painkiller has finally kicked in. 

Leaning back into his chest, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, “Thank you Johnny.” you murmured, full with emotion. 

“Anytime. I know you would do the same for me if I was in your situation.” Reaching over to grab the night cream from the dresser table,  “Face cream next?” Looks like you are getting the full spa treatment from your boyfriend tonight.

BONUS: “.... Gaz? Why are you ringing from Johnny’s phone…” “ Well,”  Gaz paused for a sec as he switched to video mode, his face appeared on the screen, looking at you with guilt, “the … what is the word, bampot boyfriend of yours managed fall out of the helicopter,” You gasped as Gaz deliver the news, “ Oh he is fine, don't worry, he had rope on him, but unfortunately he hit a tree while dangling.” Moving the camera towards the background, there you can see Soap, on the infirmary cot, with cast to both of his legs and arm on the right hand side, giving you a weak wave and smile.

“OH my heaven JOHNNY!!!” 

“Hi Bonnie bear…” he chuckled, “ Quite a pair, aren’t we?”

Simon and Mini ended up staying at the flat for a week before you had your cast removed, helping you both out with daily tasks.

I am lucky enough never had to break a bone ( touch wood. jinxed too many stuff this year ) but S/O mentioned once him and his brother broken an arm and collar bone each a week apart, and their friend laughing their head off at both of them looking very miserable with slings on ( inspiration to the bonus scene.) Tag list:

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Pictures of you

Pairing : John “ Soap ” MacTavish x F!Reader Side of Simon "Ghost" Riley x Mini MacTavish

Summary : The hallway of MacTavish house is dotted with family photos. But there is one that is your favourite. Part 2 of Hello There

This is following the Ghost timeline of the Mini Verse.

Part of “ Mini MacTavish verse” , The character is really flatmate of Mini which I gave her the name “Emma” in other fic, but here you can place any name you want here in this fic.

Warning : M rated, passing hint of smut time, flirting. Swearing.

Character of Mini MacTavish is from @saltofmercury fic  “The Favorite MacTavish” ” which she graciously let me borrow and write bit more expanded universe. Please go read her wonderful story to get bit of background

 “masterlist” for more prequel to this Mini MacTavish expanded 

“What ye doing still up bonnie?” You jumped a bit when you heard the husky voice of Johnny from top of the staircase. His strong Scottish accent seeping through with his half asleep mind. 

“Johnny, you scared me.” Putting your hand over your chest, trying to calm your rapid beating heart. If you were half sleepy before from pacing up and down the corridor, now you are sure you are fully awake from his unexpected appearance. “Sorry. I heard noises so I thought I should check up on you. But you weren’t in your room.” he apologises as he slowly makes his way down the staircase. “I couldn’t sleep.” Stifling a yawn as you reply, Soap chuckled. “Doesn’t look like it.” Your body was tired, but mentally you were still running high from all the residue excitement from Simon and Mini’s wedding. 

While the rest of the Riley family stayed on bit longer at the MacTavish farm for extended holiday, you and Soap had returned to London for work. “Have fun with Johnny!!” Mini winked at you as they sent you off at the airport. That’s when it hit you, for the first time ever, you and Soap will be alone in the house. Without the Mini and Simon hovering around, or having to babysit the Twins. Just the two of you.

He had volunteered to travel back with you when you were helping Mini to organise the wedding and everyone’s flight.

“My duty as the best man is to make sure the maid of honour makes it back home safely.” He winks at you with one of his signature cheeky smiles.

You can see his figure a bit more clearly as he tries to walk around all the packing boxes scattered along the corridor. Mini and Simon had found a new house nearby to move into after the wedding. You decided it might be time for you to move out as well. You don’t want to overstay your welcome. Besides, the reason why you moved in was to help out looking after the twins when Mini and Simon were going through the period of rift before reconciliation. What you didn’t expect as Soap was almost half pleading and half jokingly asking you to stay.

“Who is going to clean and look after the house for me while I am away on duty?” He pouted

You shot him an unimpressive look. “Get a cleaner.” 

“Please bonnie. You know how I am with someone I don’t know snooping around the house.” grasping both of your shoulders with his callous hand, desperation sipping through his voice. All the while Mini looked on with a hint of amusement. You turned to face your friend, she just shrugged, letting you make the final decision. In the end you decided to stay on. You just couldn’t resist those damn baby blue eyes. Pleading you like a poor kicked puppy.You didn’t understand why he was so eager for you to stay on. Even promising you the free rent offer before Mini and you first move in still stands. 

After his admission during the wedding? Everything becomes clear. 

This man is absolutely besotted with you. 

Your face starts burning when you realise he is topless and only wearing his lounge pants. You swallowed hard. Get a grip!! You try to tell yourself. It’s not the first time you saw him half naked. You have seen him topless so many times. And each time you cannot stop yourself from ogling at his beautiful chisel chest and abdomen muscles. The corded arms that have circled your waist when you two were sharing the dance with the newly wedded couple. “So you just walk up and down the hallway when you can’t sleep?” Soap mused.

“Trying to tire myself out. Besides, I am looking at the photos.”

Photos you pass by everyday. The hallway is dotted with MacTavish family photos. From photos of Mini and a Pre-teen Soap holding his baby sister for the first time, to Mini’s university graduation photos, first photos of the Riley twins when they were still in ICU. and hiding in the corner, the newly printed photo of Riley family. Simon reluctantly ( as Mini said, he was too shy to admit he was embarrassed) agreed to take a family photo. Mini showing her brilliant smile (MacTavish trait? You wondered. Noticing the similarity between the two siblings when they smile.) The twins both had their hands reaching out towards the side, being distracted by their uncle Soap , trying to make them focus on the camera, and Simon, looking down at Mini, the softness he only shows when he is totally focused on his wife. You love looking at all these photos, the love of family. Give you that warm fuzzy feeling when you are feeling down or stressed and tired from work. Or missing your own family, who is living far away. 

and you always land your sight on the photos right at the end of the wall. Your favourite out of all. A photo of young John Campbell MacTavish.

In his SAS No.2 dress uniform, with the unusual serious expression. Piercing blue eyes as if he can see through you. 

Subconsciously, you have turned your head away from Soap, staring at the picture you had just thought of in your mind. Reaching out to touch the glass panel on the frame, pointing at the eyes.

“How did this happen?” 

“Badge of honour. Or you can say damn good luck from the first deployment.” He reaches out and guides your hand towards his left eyes. You can just feel the slight bump of the scar, but it has faded over time. 

Closing his eyes, you can feel him shiver slightly as you run your fingers delicately down the length of the scar.  “And this one?” you always notice the little tiny patch around his chin where the beard wouldn’t grow.

“Believe it or not. I have Mini to blame for that.” He chuckled. “Was teaching her how to use a combat knife, and I totally underestimated her swiftness, I dodge out of the way just in time.” Eyes drifting down towards his chest, towards the round bullet wound scar close to his heart.

“..... Was this …” hovering above it, not daring to touch it.  As if you are afraid it will provoke the wound. You remember the day you tried hard to comfort Mini, upon receiving the news Soap was critically injured and in coma.  From what she and Simon described later on, it was a damn miracle Soap managed to pull through. “Someone must have pulled his soul back into his ass that day.” Simon being Simon, showing the way he cares, with dry humour.

“Mini couldn’t stop crying that day.” You recalled. 

“Did you cry for me as well?” He leaned closer, with a slight smirk on his face. 

“You wish. I was more heart broken for Mini than for you.” You don’t want to stroke his ego. But in fact, other than feeling sad for your friend, you didn’t expect the news of his injury to hit you so hard. The moment you realise you have more feelings for him than just a crush. You care about him,a lot. Not just as your best friend’s brother. 

Sliding your hand lower towards his abdomen, there is a fresh looking scar, extending to the side of his waist. “Lass, if you go any lower than that. I am not sure if I can control myself.” He rested his head against your temple, voice dropped an octave, “ I promised you I will take you out for a date first before doing anything. And I intend to keep that promise.” 

You remembered what Mini first said about her brother. “My brother might be a man whore, but he is a very gentlemanly manwhore. He won’t make a move on you unless you say the word.” 

Oh the urge of having him right there and then was strong. And you gave into it.  Playing with the elastic waistband of his pants, you let out an airy reply into his ear, “What if I give you permission?” 

That opens a floodgate. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you closer, you can already feel his hardened arousal as your body is flush against his. 

“You don’t know what you are getting yourself into.” “Oh I do know.”

You opened your eyes, looking at the unfamiliar bedsheet. That’s right, you are in Johnny’s bed. Naked, and sore. A very good,satisfying sore, you might add.

But his side of the bed is empty. Still residue of warmth to it, so he must have gotten up not long ago. Propping yourself up into a sitting position trying to recall details from last night after he hauled you over his shoulder like a sack of rice and carried you upstairs, full of purpose.

He made sure you are well satisfied before taking care of his own urge and need. You never had anyone else before that being so caring and thoughtful. They always focus on themselves first, not even concerned if you enjoyed it or not.  He treats you like a queen, pouring all his love into every touch and kisses he showered onto you. 

Creaking of the door pulls you back from the memory from the night before, you saw Soap pushing the door open with his butt, with a tray of food and coffee and tea in his hands. “Morning bonnie. Had a good sleep?” “Well if someone didn’t keep me up so much last night, I might have?” you stuck your tongue out with a cheeky reply. 

“I didn’t hear you complain about it.” Chuckling as he moves closer to the bed and sets the tray in your lap, before pulling out the little tray legs on the side and making sure it is steady before letting go.

“Breakfast in bed? What a great service!” your eyes went wide with choices of food in front of you. 

“Consider this as our first date? Even though we are doing it in the wrong order.” he smiled sheepishly.

“Hey. I don’t mind. I was the one that said yes.” patting the space beside you, he slides into bed with you and joins in.

“I don’t know what you feel like this morning.. So..” waving his hand gesturing towards the tray, “ Um, I got tea and coffee, some muffins, pancakes, fruits…oh, if you want cereal, I’ll go grab it from downstairs.” 

Is he flustering? Gone was that confident man from last night, now he’s a shy boy trying to impress his date with great effort. 

“Thank you Johnny.” You lean into his shoulder. You are quite touched with his thoughtfulness. You don’t want to admit it but you are falling for him even harder now.

“When are you leaving?” You asked while taking a sip of coffee. “Tonight.” putting his muffin on the tray, he smiled down at you sadly. The pang of sorrow hits you. 

Is this what Mini feels every time Simon leaves for work? How you hate that feeling. You don’t know how she endured it time and time again. You often see her sobbing silently, after putting the twins to bed, missing her love and not knowing when he will return. IF he will return.

Now you know how she feels.

“When will you be back?” you look down at the mug of coffee in your hand. Whispering. 

“Few months. Hey. hey, look at me."He lifts your head up gently by your chin, “ Don’t cry. I’ll keep in contact in between, ya?” you didn’t even realise you were crying until he started wiping your tears away with his thumb, caressing your cheek gently. Leaning down, giving you a soft kiss and leaning his head against yours, “Besides, I need to check up on you every now and then to see the house has been burnt down.” 

You let out a sobbing laugh. Trust him to lighten up the atmosphere. “I think you will hear from Simon before you hear from me if I destroy the house. “

“Mmm true. That gossiper.” pulling away slightly, “Come on, eat up before it gets cold. I’ll take you to work later.” He nudges you gently.

As promised, he returned to you months later, slightly scratched but alive and well. 

You were standing at the doorway, with an open arm to welcome him home . He was so overwhelmed and caught up by your excitement, for the first time ever, apart from his own family, he had someone to come home to. 

He dropped his duffle bag down, grabbing your hand with his, and kneel down and blurted out his declaration of love and proposed to you.

You froze. 

So did he. Gaped-mouth. Looks like he didn’t expect himself to do that either. 

“I .. I am sorry bonnie. Ah. um. Dont worry about it.” Soap quickly stood up, face and ears totally red after seeing your shock expression. Taking your silence as a rejection he grabbed his bag, shoulders slumped and quickly pushed past you, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

You touch his arm to stop him.

“Yes.”  You took a breath in, repeating it in a louder voice. “ YES.” 

He spun around, dropping his bag again.

“YES. I will marry you , John Campbell MacTavish.” you repeated again with a firm and convicted tone. You want this. You know deep down he is the one for you. Sweeping you up into his arm with a loud cheer, you screamed loudly as he started spinning you around. 

“Let me down Johnny!!” you laughed. 

He set you down on the firm ground, but not before peppering you with kisses on your lips and cheek. 

“Thank you.” After calming down, he looks at you with his beautiful baby blue eyes, full of love and happiness, voice wavering with emotion.

Oh wait until Mini hears about this……

“So I heard you proposed unexpectedly.”

“Haud ya sheesh. It was planned.”

“English MacTavish. You didn’t have a ring so it was not planned”

“I said shut up. I want her to choose her own ring.”

“ Whatever you say….”

And the shit stirrer gossiper Ghost was quick at work. Everyone knew about it a day after both of them returned to the barrack. Gaz couldn’t stop poking fun at Soap. Price just look at his three pseudo-sons with amusement. 

Inspiration? This absolutely brilliant art by @beyondgoodandevil146, The OG Captain Soap MacTavish and Delicious Soap

And the song by The Last Goodnight  keeps going around in my brain. So… combine them together? Bam. 

Taglist : @kaplerrr @floral-force @homicidal-slvt

[sofasoap]

Little Comfort

Pairing: Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F!Reader

Summary: Long day at work. You had enough.

Warning : M themed. no major warning. A/N: We all need a Johnny after a long shitty day at work.

Part 3 of Little Bear series Masterlist

You slam your laptop shut, leaning back into the chair and let out a painful groan as you send out that last analysis report. 

It’s been a long painful day. The long meetings that went around in circles, going nowhere.

Piles and piles of documents and reports to finish off.

You had enough. The urge of strangling your annoying manager and workmate was interrupted by the soft shrilling sound of your ringtone.

“Hello Johnny.” 

“Hey my little bear. I assume you finished work?” 

“Just about. I am sorry I had to cancel our date night tonight.” Rubbing your eyes as you replied tiredly. You were supposed to be home hours ago, spending quality time with your boyfriend who’s only arrived home the day before from his latest deployment. Guilt starts bubbling up from your stomach. “They piled on last minute work onto me at the end of day, I couldn’t…”

Knowing you too well, he interrupted, “Don’t worry about it bonnie. Come home and I’ll take care of ya. We can just order some takeaway and have a date night at home?”

“That sounds heavenly. See you at home in ten minutes?.”

“Drive safe. Love you little bear.”

Hearing his soft baritone voice was enough to wash half of your stress away. He always knows how to make you feel better. You don’t know how you got so lucky to have Johnny as your boyfriend. You miss him so much during his time away, and now you are wasting precious seconds of your short time together before he gets sent away, in the office. At the thought of that, you quickly lock up the office, rushing home.

As soon as you step through the door of the house, Johnny takes the messenger bag and keys off you and ushers you straight into the bathroom.

“I got the bath ready for you. Even threw in some of your favourite bath bombs into it.” he rambled on as he helped you to undress. “Oh, before I forget,” He slapped his forehead. “What do you feel like? We have choices of…. Chinese, Thai, Italian, or… “ pointing to himself, grinning “ A MacTavish Special?” 

You burst out laughing, giving your boyfriend a playful shove, “ I might have that as a midnight snack thank you.” Letting out a soft sigh as you step into the bath,“ You pick. I’m happy with anything.” “Pizza it is then.” He gave you a quick kiss and turned to order the takeaway on his phone, leaving you soaking in a nice steamy bath. 

Nice and refreshed from the relaxing bath you just had, you plonk yourself down onto the couch. Johnny poured you a glass of wine, shaking out the blanket, carefully wrapping it around you. 

"Johnny."

"Yes bonnie?"

"... Thank you for taking care of me."

"You deserve to be pampered, my little teddy bear."

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

Tag list :

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world

@kaplerrr

@homicidal-slvt

@floral-force @okayyadriana

[sofasoap]

John “ Soap ” MacTavish

Hello There. 

How you met Soap. had a crush on him. Does he like you as well? This is following the Ghost timeline of the Mini Verse. Accompanied art by @kaplerrr - First dance

 Pick up lines  Cringy pick-up lines by Johnny Soap MacTavish. Lamest of the Lamest. Pictures of you The hallway of MacTavish house is dotted with family photos. But there is one that is your favourite.

A quiet moment – John “Soap” MacTavish.    Little short drabble about our Soap boy and domestic fluff. This is following the Ghost timeline of the Mini Verse.

Surprise  Little short drabble about our Soap boy and domestic fluff. Continuation of A quiet moment – John “Soap” MacTavish. 

Soap’s Sleepy time story Very short drabble Crack fic stemming from Neil Elice’s Soap’s sleepy storytime. I absolutely love that guy.  Touch  Soap desperate for your touch after coming home from mission.

Squirrel series:

Squirrel You are not the usual type Soap goes for. But he is interested in you. Or How Soap put his own foot in his mouth. (NOT part of Mini MacTavish verse. )

Little Bear series :

Little Bear How you got your adorable pet name from Soap. Little Hobby Your secret hobby and past time discovered by your boyfriend. Little Comfort Long stressful day at work. You had enough.  Little Beard After being apart from your wonderful boyfriend for six months, he comes back with a surprise. Little Help  Breaking a bone is never fun. Little Kisses The many different kisses of John Soap MacTavish Little first meet How a mohawk Scottish man meet his bonnie bear Little first date Johnny take his bonnie out for their first date, also meet the people who are important to his life.

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Serene

Chapter 3

Gif credit to @eurodynamic

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3. Ch.4. Ch.5. Ch.6. Ch.7.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 2,615

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail.

!Warnings!: Sexual Harrassment

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: This chapter is mostly about your home life and backstory but the targeted enemy in this story is a popular character in the series but just cause I make him an enemy doesn't mean I hate the actor who portrays him. He plays the character well and is a great guy. Also, your uncle is another character that is a favorite character of mine in this series, guess who 👀, regardless of what nationality you are. Anyways, hope y'all enjoy it!!

“I'll see you den, Dove.” His words echoed into your mind over and over again. The second you left that beach two days ago, you were craving to see him again even though you just got done seeing him at that moment. And now tonight, you would meet him again at the time he said. You were just praying he would be there. Praying that he kept his promise. Praying that he- 

“Dove!” A booming voice woke me from my daydream. 

I looked up to find my professor peering his eyes at me. 

“Yes, sir?” I sheepishly said, knowing I was busted for daydreaming. 

“Were you paying attention at all?” He asked with disappointment in his tone. 

“No, sir I wasn't.” 

You knew it was best to tell the truth with your professor versus lying to him cause he knew you would be lying just by your body language. Your professor tsked at you, showing his disappointment in you. 

“See me after class.” He demanded. 

“Yes sir.” I answer, feeling my guts drop to my stomach. 

Anything but that. I am not sure what it is about my professor but he has this weird tick to him. He's not necessarily giving ‘pedophile vibes’ but there is definitely something off about him. And no, him being a near red head blonde has nothing to do with it. Guess I'll find out later. 

~

You wanted to find some kind of excuse to not meet with your professor after class. That nerve grew more and more in you the closer the clock ticked to the end of class. Gem and Pixie were not in this class with you so you were basically screwed. You're supposed to meet them after class but you had to race to the shore for only one person. As the final bell rang, you started to rush pack your belongings so you could disappear in the crowd of students. Just as you stood up to leave, your professor was already at the front door, saying goodbye to the students that passed by. You froze in your spot, feeling your heart race. You just did not have a good feeling about all of this. Once the last student left, your professor shut the classroom door, letting it slam loudly. 

“Professor, I need to be going.” 

“Just, just wait a second, Dove.” He said with a chill tone, but for some reason that unnerved me the most. 

Your professor approached you, standing a little too close for comfort. 

“Why weren't you paying attention in my class?” He asked. 

“Just..have a lot going on, sir.” I half lied, trying to maintain eye contact but it was hard when he unnerved me so much. 

“So much that you can't pay attention in my class?” 

“I'm sorry, sir, it won't happen again.” 

You snared your tone to hopefully get your point across but he just chuckled at you, letting you know that he wasn't intimidated by you at all. 

“Professor Graves, I need to be going now.” I snared once again, hoping he'd move out the way. 

“You've certainly matured a lot.” 

“Excuse me?” 

You nearly shouted at him as his eyes were starting to wander in places it shouldn't. You felt gross and disgusted with not only him but yourself. Is this truly how men saw you as a person? For your body? 

“Out of my way.” I growled, shoving my professor to the side with my shoulder and hustling outside. 

You didn't stop running until you made it to your car. You wanted to throw up, knowing that your damn professor saw you in that way. You managed to keep yourself from throwing up by doing deep breathes in and out, while trying to keep yourself from shaking too much. 

“Shit.” I mumbled, trying to pull myself together. 

Besides Johnny, there was only one other man in your life that you could trust. Your uncle that you live with. He was your greatest support system and you loved him deeply. You needed him, his support. You immediately texted Gem and Pixie and told them you were sick and couldn't meet up with them and you were going straight home. You were still going to go see Johnny later but that wasn't until dark had befallen. You had two hours until then. You saw your professor walking out of the campus so you immediately started your car and peeled out of that parking lot immediately, rushing home. The further you were from campus, the calmer your nerves got, even though the event still lingered in your head, making yourself sicker and sicker, both mentally and physically. The lingering nerves even remained when you parked in the driveway of yalls house. 

“Oh Remi ain’t home..” I said, taking notice of the absent car in the driveway. 

She must be doing a class. I took a deep breath in and then out, with my hand resting on my door handle. Before I could even step out, my uncle beat me to it. 

“‘Ello?? Anyone there?!” He called out, flashing his phone flashlight at me. 

I laughed as I stepped out of my car, shutting the door behind me. 

“I’m here!” I announce my presence. 

Once I got closer to the house, my uncle stopped flashing his phone at me, opening the front door for me. I stepped through, as he shut the door behind me. 

“You doing okay today, kiddo?” He asked me. 

“Yeah, Uncle Alejandro.” 

“You sure? I think you’re lying to me, estrella.” Alejandro, or Ale as I like to call him, said, peering his eyes at me. 

“I mean..” 

You paused, not sure how your uncle was going to take this. You knew he was going to be supportive and believe you no matter what but you were worried at how angry he would get about it. 

“Talk to me, estimada.” Uncle Ale reassured me. 

I sighed deeply as I went and sat down on the couch with Ale following me. 

Ale sat down next to me, staring at me with lots of concern. He could read me like a book and know that something was wrong. Very wrong. 

“Um, so, you know my professor? Uh, Graves?” 

Ale’s face immediately churned. Yeah, this is not gonna blow over well. 

“Hmhm.” Ale said, wanting me to go on. 

“Well, he caught me daydreaming in class.” 

“Cariña, we’ve talked about that.” Ale jumped in with. 

“I know, Ale. I’m sorry.” I apologize, feeling guilt that I disappointed him even though I know I didn’t. 

He just wants the best for me. I am his niece after all. 

“Continue.” He said. 

“Well he made me stay after class-” 

“Made you?” 

I felt chills go down my spine, hearing that near growl come from my Uncle’s throat as he said that. Shit. 

“Yeah, he did. And well he was just sorta getting onto me for daydreaming in his class. And then he made a comment.” 

“What kind of comment?” 

I almost don’t want to tell him just by the reaction of saying he made a comment at me. 

“He said: You’ve certainly matured a lot, while looking at my breasts.” I mumbled that last part, hoping he didn’t hear me but he did. 

Your uncle went silent, but he was fighting the urge to find out where this man lived and beat the daylights out of him. Yes it was just a comment, but it was still harassment. Especially since this wasn’t the first time this has happened. Finally, your uncle spoke. 

“I want you to go to the Dean tomorrow and report him.” Ale told me. 

“I-I will.” I said. 

Ale immediately brought me into a hug. You know like those kissing booths they have in movies? Instead of a kissing booth, Ale needs to open up a hugging booth because he gives out the best damn hugs. I hugged back, trying to hold the tears back. 

“You know I say that because I love you right, Dove?” 

“I know.” I croak through my tears, completely overwhelmed with what happened. 

Ale rubbed my back in comfort, letting me cry on his shoulder as I have many times before. 

“You’re going to be alright, Dove. Uncle Ale’s got you. And Remi too.” Ale mentioned his lady. 

I chuckled in response. 

“I know.” I said, pulling away from the hug. 

I wiped the tears away, hearing a car pull up into the driveway. 

“Speak of the Devil.” Ale said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. 

“Stop! You’re so weird.” I exclaimed, playfully hitting him. 

Remi and my uncle have been dating for about two years now and I love her. I consider her to be my Aunt even though they aren’t married. Yet. Remi entered the house and Ale immediately ran up to her, embracing her in his arms. 

“Bienvenido a casa mi amar[Welcome home, my love]” I heard Ale greet her, followed by many kisses. 

It warmed my heart to see my uncle in love and be with someone he loves so much. 

You could only hope that it will be you one day. 

~

“Where are you off to, Dove?” Ale asked me as I grabbed my coat. 

Your heart raced as your Uncle stopped you, with concern filling his eyes. Night has befallen and you knew Johnny would be waiting for you. Your uncle doesn’t even know what happened on your vacation due to Gem and Pixie pushing you to keep it a secret, for you knew your uncle would want to wrap you up in bubble wrap after hearing about it. 

“Just going to the shore, for a walk.” I told him. 

“It’s dark out.” He said. 

“I know, I’ll be okay Ale I promise.” I reassured him. 

I could tell Ale was a bit unsure but he trusts me. 

“Okay, well be back by ten pm okay, estrella?” Ale told me. 

Two hours was plenty for me. 

“Yes, sir. See ya.” I said, walking out the door. 

“See ya.” He said back as I shut the door behind me. 

You hurriedly jogged to your car, jumped into it, started it and pulled out of the driveway within two seconds. You were so excited to see Johnny again. He had you possessed in a weird way. He was always on your mind, especially those dreamy bright blue eyes of his. Little did you know, he felt the same about you. Even when he was with his best buddy Simon in the deep, deep sea, you were on his mind. The way your hair flowed in the wind, and how sparkly your eyes were, had him possessed as well. They are cheesy thoughts sure, but it was truly how he felt about you. Quick as a flash, you were at the New Orleans beach, relieved there was no one else here. You figured there wouldn’t be but you just had to be sure. You wanted Johnny to be your secret. You left your car and started walking along the shore until you got some miles between you and your vehicle. 

“Johnny? Are you there?” I call out to him. 

A big splash from the shore confirmed your answer. You turned to see a beaming smile and bright blue eyes appear on the sand. 

“Hello, Dove.” 

“Hey, Johnny.” I greet him, feeling a deep blush creep onto my face. 

Johnny pulled himself out of the shore and propped himself up against a big sand dune that would block your vision of Johnny. That’s smart, you thought. Johnny patted a spot next to him beckoning for you to sit next to him. You nod as you came and sat next to him, feeling the wet sand hit your pants, causing you to cringe. 

“You alright, lass?” Johnny asked. 

“Yeah, just wet sand.” I said. 

Johnny just beamed his eyes at you, watching every little movement or expression you were making. He was completely infatuated with you, he just wished he could find the right words to say to you. But he could tell you were acting off. Something happened. 

“What’s wrong, Dove?” 

“Oh uh nothing.” I lied. 

I didn’t want to put my bullshit onto Johnny. I am sure he has a lot going on already. 

“I can tell something is amiss. So what’s up?” He asked me again. 

I sighed deeply, seriously debating whether or not to tell him. 

“I just..have been having issues with my professor at school.” 

“How so?” 

“He has been advancing onto me so to speak.” 

Johnny immediately furrowed his eyes, understanding what you said. 

“Bloody wanker..” Johnny mumbled and I had to suppress my giggles from hearing that insult. 

“What class does he teach? And what campus?” Johnny asked. 

“Oh, it’s no big deal Johnny. I’m handling it, I promise.” I reassured him, but I could tell he was pretty angry. 

“He didn’t ‘ouch you did ‘e?” He asked. 

You shook your head in response, seeing Johnny’s face relax a little but still angry. 

“You know I can still turn into a human righ’?” 

“I know Johnny and I appreciate it but I don’t want you to get hurt.” I said, leaning on his shoulder. 

Just from that comment alone, Johnny knew how you truly felt about him. And he was happy. 

“You feel somethin’ for meh, bonnie?” Johnny asked smugly. 

“Maybe.” I returned the same tone. 

Your hand ended up grazing over his tail, feeling the bumpy yet smooth scales. Johnny watched as you did that, knowing you were doing that with good intentions. 

“Your tail is so pretty, Johnny.” I said, seeing the scales shimmer within the moonlight. 

“Not as pretty as you, Dove.” 

You giggled hearing Johnny’s comment, feeling absolutely flustered. 

“Oh stop.” You joke. 

“I mean it though.” 

“Do you though?” You question. 

Johnny gently grabbed your chin and moved your face to were you were looking deep into his blue eyes. 

“I do.” Johnny sincerely said. 

You felt your heart race quicker and quicker the longer you stared into Johnny’s eyes. It was as if he was hypnotizing you with those dreamy eyes of his. You wanted to do something, so badly, but didn’t want to spook Johnny, even though he was worried about spooking you. 

“Can I kiss you?” I ask, immediately cursing at myself  for even asking, but he just smirked in response. 

Without saying anything, Johnny leaned in and connected y’alls lips together, immediately feeling your heart flutter at the action. You shut your eyes and placed your hands on Johnny’s chest, while Johnny wrapped his arms around you, bringing you even closer to him. He pulled away for a second to get some air but immediately connected them back together. You didn’t want this to end, you wanted it to go on for forever. Despite him being underwater 24/7, Johnny’s lips were soft and nowhere near being chapped like you expected them to be. Johnny rubbed your back passionately as you could feel the tension in the air get hotter. You wanted to keep going, go even further knowing he can turn into a human, but you held yourself together. Not yet, soon, but not yet. You pulled away from the kiss first, but remained up close. 

“You enjoy that, Dove?” Johnny asked. 

“No, not at all.” You sarcastically reply back with. 

Johnny chuckled back, loving your style of humor. The two of you embraced in another long kiss and even though the tension was in the air, the two of you held your composure for each other and just kept y’alls lips together, not knowing there was a pair of eyes watching the two of y’all from the far distance. 

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Serene

Chapter 4

Gif credit to @simonghostrileys

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3 Ch.4. Ch.5. Ch.6. Ch.7.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 2,789

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail. And now, you two are secretly seeing each other.

!Warnings!: None

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: I love the way this story is progressing. I hope y'all are enjoying this as much as I am. Enjoy!

“Johnny..” You softly spoke, pulling away from him. You were enjoying all of the feelings and emotions you were feeling right now, but it can’t go further. At least not right now. 

“Are you alright?” Johnny asked me, seeing in his eyes that were full of concern. 

“Yeah, yeah, I’m great. I just..need to get home.” I lied. 

Really and truly I didn’t need to be home, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were both being watched somehow. But I didn’t want to startle Johnny. 

“What is it, Dove? Talk to meh. I can see yer worry.” Johnny comforted me, holding my chin reassuringly. 

“Um..” 

You thought about whether or not to really tell Johnny how you are really feeling. 

“I feel like we are being watched.” I whispered, knowing it wouldn’t make a difference whether I did or not. 

Johnny held you close as he scanned through the area, seeing if he could see anyone. He immediately took on a protective role over you despite this being the third time you have seen each other. You leaned into his chest and just stared down at his glimmering tail. The waves were still able to touch y’all upon where y’all were sitting at, which was the only reason why he hasn’t turned into a human yet. 

“I don’ see anyone, Dove.” Johnny announced. 

“Are you sure?” I asked again. 

Johnny cupped my face and turned my head upwards, making me look up at him. 

“I am sure. I wouldn’t let anyon’ hurt ya.” Johnny cooed to me, those deep, bright blue eyes staring deeply into mine with his soft thumb rubbing onto my chin. 

You could not take your eyes off of him. He has you hypnotized to have your eyes on him at all times. It made your heart race, but in a good way. 

“I know we just met but-”

“Yes.” 

Johnny’s eyes went wide by how quick you were with your response. 

“You don’t even ‘now what I was gonna say.” 

“I can predict what though.” I joked, making Johnny laugh, “but yes. I want to keep seeing you.” 

Johnny smiled big, showing off his pearly whites to you. His heart was beating out of his chest hearing you say that. Johnny has met many girls as his human self, whether they were serious or not but for some reason, you had his entire heart. From the moment his eyes locked with yours, you had stolen his entire heart. 

“If we do, I will have to meet your family.” Johnny mentioned. 

You choked back hearing that. Even though your Uncle Ale loved everyone, he was insanely protective over you. He did not want anything to happen to his estrella as he loved to call you. The thought of him meeting Johnny had you nervous. 

“As a human, of course?” I joke. 

“Just as long as I don’t touch water, we are fine.” Johnny jokes back. 

He had this sorta charm to him that you loved. He always knew how to make you feel better. 

“Now my uncle. He’s..a great guy but he is very protective over me. My aunt, I call her that even though they aren’t married yet, is starting to get on the protective train as well but she’s lovely too.” 

The entire time you explain your family to Johnny, he rubs your back, taking in all of the information you were telling him. He loved hearing you open up to him. 

“My parents died in an accident years ago when I was young. So he took me in and well I am grateful he did. I miss them a lot, but time makes it better ya know?” I added. 

“That it does.” Johnny said. 

He leaned in, pecking your head. He could feel your emotions start to rise the more you talked about your parents, but he felt honored that you were opening up to him. 

“Before you saved me, I saw my parents again. They were both smiling down at me and looked exactly as they did when they had passed away. They told me that it’s not my time yet and there was something waiting for me in life. I didn’t know what that was until I realized..” 

You paused. 

“Realize what, hen?” Johnny urged you to go on. 

“When I wanted to see you again after you saved me. That’s when I realized that you were the thing my parents told me.” I confessed, feeling tears start to fill my eyes but in a good way. 

Johnny was overwhelmed with what you were telling him but he loved it. He has never heard anyone tell him something so meaningful before in his life but he was so happy to hear it from you. 

“Oh Dove.” 

Before Johnny could do it first, you leaned in and placed your lips onto his, embracing into another kiss. You had to do this, for your curfew time was coming close, for real this time. 

“Johnny.” 

“Dove?” 

“I have to go. For real this time.” I said urgently, “but I promise you’ll meet them. Soon.” 

Johnny smiled big at you. 

“I can’ wait to meet ‘em.” Johnny said as I stood up, dusting my legs and butt off. 

Johnny dove back into the water but kept his upper half above the water. 

“Same time tomorrow?” I ask. 

“You got it.” Johnny confirmed. 

Johnny pressed his hand against his lips and blew you a kiss. You pretended to catch the kiss and press it against your heart, making Johnny laugh. And with that, Johnny dove under the water and disappeared, leaving you alone with that eerie feeling of still being watched. Perhaps it was paranoia or you were actually being watched, you couldn't tell. You got into your car, started it, and peeled out of the parking lot, going straight towards your home. When you got home, you parked behind Remi's car and got out, quickly hurrying inside. 

“Finally.” I mumbled, feeling safe inside the confinement of my own home. 

“Dove?” I heard a muffled voice call to me from the living room. 

I looked to find both Uncle Ale and Aunt Remi on the couch, in each other's arms with Remi awake and Ale passed the hell out. It was a cute sight. 

“It's me.” I say, walking into the living room. 

“You okay?” Remi asked. 

You weren't sure if she could tell by your mood or what, but you were internally on cloud nine, despite feeling the intense paranoia you felt moments ago. But now that feeling was gone, the euphoria and bliss you were supposed to be feeling has taken over. 

“Yes ma'am.” I said, trying to hide my smile. 

“You look like when Ale and I had our first kiss.” Remi joked. 

How did she know? You thought. Maybe she was just one of those women that was gifted with that intuition. 

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” I lied. 

“You went to the beach didn't ya?” Remi asked. 

“I did.” 

“Soo, were you meeting someone?” 

She got me there. 

“And don't say Gem or Pixie cause you have never been this giggly or smiley after meeting them.” 

Damn it to hell. Oh well. I trust her. There are some things I have told her that I haven't told Ale and so far she has kept them to herself. She would only tell Ale if it was a major concern. 

“I did. A guy I met.” I confess, making Remi smile greatly. 

“Aw, that's so sweet. He handsome?” 

“Very.” 

Remi chuckled at your comment. She knew you liked having an adult woman figure in your life and knew that ‘girl talk’ couldn't happen with Ale so she stepped into that role for you. You both have had many meaningful conversations with each other and she hasn't told Ale anything unless you wanted her to. And this would be another thing she'd keep to herself. 

“Well I'm happy for you sweetie. If anything happens though you come to me or Ale, alright?” She reminded me. 

“Yes, Auntie.” I say. 

Remi chuckled in response causing Ale to stir in his sleep. 

“I'll leave y'all alone. Goodnight.” I said. 

“Goodnight, Dove.” Remi said. 

I then turned and sauntered into my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. 

Tomorrow was going to be rough and you knew that. You would have to go to the Dean's office and report Professor Graves for sexual harassment. You doubt anyone would believe you but it was worth the shot. As you got into bed and laid down, you thought of only one person. Johnny. You didn't know whether or not to consider him your boyfriend but you like to think he was. Eventually though when you start bailing to see him, you will have to introduce him to Gem, Pixie, Ale, and Remi. And that made you nervous. Mostly because of Ale. Your uncle is ex military and knows how to fight and protect with any means necessary. He has fought and killed a bunch of cartels and has nearly died millions of times doing so so he isn't afraid of anything nor anyone. The last guy you were with was nearly killed because not only did he cheat on you, but he broke your heart and you had to beg Ale to not hunt him down and teach him a lesson. But it hurt Alejandro to see you confined to your room for days on end over a boy who barely gave you the bare minimum. You knew Johnny wouldn't hurt or do anything like that, you just didn't know how Ale was going to react to him considering he looks ex military as well with how big and fit he is. Nonetheless, you eventually confided into a deep sleep, dreaming about Johnny and his beautiful blue eyes. 

~

“Estrella! Time to wake up!” 

Ale's husky deep voice woke you up from your deep slumber. It was unexpected so it had startled you. 

“Y-Yesh?” I call out, barely gathering my surroundings. 

“It's time to get up.” Ale said. 

You didn't want to do this. You did not want to face your professor again. 

“I..Don't feel good.” I lied, coming up with my best sickly voice. 

“Can I come in?” Ale asked. 

“Yeah.” I groaned out, trying to keep up with the facade. 

Your uncle opened the door and entered your bedroom, immediately taking a seat next to you on your bed. 

“How do you feel?” Ale asked me, placing his hand on my forehead. 

“Just very groggy and nauseous.” I lied. 

Ale patted my forehead a little bit trying to feel my temperature. 

“Well you don't feel hot.” Ale announced. 

“I also got chills as well.” I add. 

Ale looked down at you with concern. He knew you were lying about not feeling well, he could see it written all over your face. 

“Dove, are you lying to me?” Ale asked with concern. 

He knew I was lying but he was asking with concern, not out of anger nor disappointment. I sighed deeply, sitting upright to be on his level. 

“I'm scared to go, Ale. I really am. I know you want me to report him and I will. I'll send an email, and I will do stuff around the house just please don't make me today. Please.” I begged him. 

Your uncle could see the hurt you were going through. How much that event affected you even though it was just a comment it has affected you greatly. Alejandro sighed deeply before speaking. 

“You didn't have to lie to me about feeling bad if that's how you felt, Dove.” Ale reassured me. 

“I know and I understand you want the best for me. I haven't missed any days though this semester. It will be just this one time and I'll have Gem or Pixie get my missed work.” I added to hopefully lessen the ordeal. 

“Okay. Only thing I ask is if you load the dishwasher and if you're up for it to go into town and get groceries. I'll leave my card with you if you do decide to go.” Alejandro informs me. 

“I got it, sir.” I say, keeping my word. 

“Te amo, Dove.” Alejandro said to me. 

“Te amo, uncle Ale.” I say as Ale brought me into a hug. 

~

By now both your uncle and aunt were out of the house, going to their respective jobs, leaving you alone at the house. So far you have done the dishes like your uncle has asked, you’re just trying to muster up the energy to make the drive into town to get groceries. Of course both Gem and Pixie have already messaged you, asking where you were at, and you just told them you weren’t feeling well and you would see them tomorrow. You hated lying to them, but you just wanted some time to yourself, as well as time to process what happened. Not only with your professor but also with Johnny. He wants to be with you and meet your friends and family. He was a kind man, perhaps the kindest man you have ever been with. You were just worried how your uncle, aunt, and your friends were going to react to him. You can’t keep the fact that he is a damn mermaid a secret forever. Deciding not to be a hermit no more, you got dressed into some decent day clothes, slipped on your shoes, made sure to have your uncle’s card and the grocery list with you and made your way to your car. You didn’t care if you saw someone you knew in town, you just wanted the day to yourself. You started your car and started the short drive into town. Ale wrote down the necessities y’all needed as well as get a treat or two for yourself. He knew you were dealing with a lot and always made a point to make sure you were okay, even if he doesn’t always have the best words to say or come up with. Eventually you were in town and made your first pit stop at the grocery market. 

“Just in and then out, Dove.” I told myself, mentally preparing myself. 

Right when you were about to get out, your phone pinged, indicating you got a text message from someone. You checked to see it was from Gem. 

‘Heads up, Professor Graves is absent, in case you are out and about.’ 

“Of course.” I grumbled. 

Out of all damn things. Now I have to watch my back as I am out and about. I had eventually mustered up the courage to tell both Gem and Pixie what happened and let’s just say they have the same feelings as my uncle does. No matter, I’m not scared of him. 

Putting on a brave face, you got out of your car and made your way into the store, grabbing a cart on the way out. Unfortunately, as soon as you entered the grocery store, you got the intense feeling again that you were being watched. You hurried down the aisles as fast as you could, grabbing everything that was on the list as fast as you possibly could. You hated feeling helpless by yourself in a supermarket but you had no idea why you felt the way that you did. It was finally when you took notice of a figure that was discreetly following you. He was tall and broad, looked nothing like Professor Graves, but you didn’t recognize the person at all and frankly you were getting fed up with being followed. You debated on whether or not you should make a scene. You decided on the former. 

“You got a damn problem buddy?” I snarled at the person. 

The man stopped following me. He wore a black jacket, dark jeans, dark shoes, and a mask that concealed his face. Who was this guy? The man’s eyes didn’t show any fear, instead they remained neutral. 

“No English?” I mocked, trying to make myself seem bigger. 

“Yes.” The man spoke, a thick accent in his voice. 

“Well then why are you following me? Do I know you? I’ll get my uncle on your ass.” I threatened. 

The man still remained neutral. He stepped closer, making my heart race. 

“I know about you and Johnny.” 

My heart raced even more. How does this man know about me and Johnny? No one was there with us last night. No one. Unless..

“Who are you?” I ask. 

“I’m Simon. Simon Riley.” The man introduced himself as the man who saved Johnny all those years ago, “and you’re putting Johnny in danger.” 

…

What? 

TO BE CONTINUED…

[ghostofthemost141]

Serene

Chapter 6

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3. Ch.4. Ch.5.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 2,334

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero, your now boyfriend, comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail. And now, the secret is out. Kind of.

!Warnings!: Details of Past SA and Abuse

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: Some more relationship building between you and Johnny. Hope y'all enjoy.

Taglist: @darling006

The intense silence only made you more and more nauseous the longer it remained. Your Uncle Ale stood there, in visible shock at what he just saw. 

“W-What is this?” Ale asked, still in disbelief. 

“I'm sorry, Ale.” I softly mumbled, feeling so much guilt and I just knew he was disappointed in me. 

Alejandro remained in silence with his mouth agape open. He wasn't necessarily mad but he was quite shocked and surprised to find a guy who he has never met sucking on his niece's face. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that you had a boyfriend?” Ale asked me. 

“I just..I was afraid of how you would react.” 

“Why?” He asked. 

“Remember Craig?” 

Alejandro remembers him quite well. Craig was your first love and boyfriend. Upon first meeting him, Ale was sketched out by Craig. There was just something about him that didn't sit right with Ale. He could never place the feeling until you came home crying one night. You had planned to stay the night at Craig’s place and he didn't expect you home so when you came home late, he immediately came to your aid. Craig had forced himself onto you after you told him ‘no’ and ‘that you weren't ready.’ That didn't stop Craig unfortunately. You told Ale what had happened and it took everything in Ale to not go to his house and kill him. Your Uncle was tough and knew how to really hurt someone on account he used to be a Colonel. He didn't do that because he realized that you were more important to him. You needed him. He still got Craig taken care of, oddly enough to haven't seen him since he did that to you which was about two years ago, but you never questioned it. You were just happy he was out of your life. That odd feeling he had in his gut about Craig turned out to be real. But upon looking at this guy, who was sucking on niece’s face, he didn't get that feeling at all. Sure he had piercing blue eyes, but he didn't feel that same feeling he had about Craig. 

“Estrella, Craig was a horrible man. You know I would support you in whatever you do.” Ale reassured me. 

I still couldn't help but feel some guilt in my gut. I knew I should've told Alejandro about Johnny. I felt Johnny rub my back in comfort. 

“I'm Johnny.” Johnny introduced himself to Ale, sticking his hand out for a handshake. 

Ale willingly shook Johnny’s hand. 

Little did you know that Ale was appreciative of shaking his head, already indicating that he not only cared about you, but also your family and close friends. Craig never did that. 

“It's nice to meet you, Johnny.” 

Ale then turned to you, walking up to you and bending down to your level. 

“Cariña, I am not mad at you. Yes I wish you would've told me before I caught y’all sucking on each other’s faces.” Ale chuckled as he said that, making Johnny and I giggle, “But I can already tell he's a way better man than Craig ever was.” 

“I know Uncle Ale. Still I'm sorry.” I apologized. 

“It's okay, Dove.” Ale patted my leg in reassurance.

Alejandro stood up and faced Johnny. 

“This young lady here, my estrella, my niece, she is my whole world, got it?” Ale half jokingly, half seriously told Johnny. 

“Sí, señor. La protegeré y cuidaré.[Yes sir. I will protect and care for her].” Johnny spoke. 

Ale’s eyes went wide, like comically wide, as Johnny spoke perfect Spanish. 

“Ah, tu novio sabe español, Dove.[Ah, your boyfriend knows Spanish, Dove]” Ale said with a smirk. 

“Sí, señor.” Johnny said. 

I could tell Johnny was doing this to make a good impression on my Uncle and probably to make up for the fact that Ale caught us making out. 

“You kids better behave yourselves, está bien?” 

“Yes sir.” Johnny and I said in unison. 

“We might as well have dinner together then.” Ale announced. 

“Do you want me to help with that Mr?” Johnny paused, not recalling being told his last name. 

“It’s Vargas. But you can call me Alejandro, hermano.” Ale told him. 

That told you everything you needed to know. Your uncle already likes Johnny, but he was mostly relieved that you found someone that wasn’t like Craig. And he is happy that you are finding ways to cope with what happened. 

“Thank you, but you kids go out and do whatever. Just be back by seven pm, okay?” Alejandro told us. 

“Got it.” 

“Yes, sir.” Johnny followed with. 

With that, Alejandro smiled at both of y’all and left your room, leaving the two of you in there. 

“Holy fuck, I thought that was going to be much much worse.” I whispered to Johnny so Ale wouldn’t hear.

Johnny approached you and held you in his arms, squeezing you tightly. 

“I thought he was gonna focking kill meh. Those daggers.” Johnny mumbled, trying to refrain from laughing. 

“Oh yeah, he’s got that Papa Bear stare.” I agreed, making both of us giggle. 

Johnny then suddenly leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed back, as if I was hungry for him. I was hungry for that feeling we were feeling just moments ago. It’s something I have never felt before with a man. Johnny pulled away but remained close, his bright blue eyes staring into mine, sending chills down my spine. 

“You’re so bloody fucking pretty, Dove.” 

Oh Lord have mercy, what was this that I was feeling? Johnny then dragged a finger down my cheek, slowly. 

“So pretty.” 

“My uncle is here, Johnny.” I remind him. 

“I know.” Johnny smirked, making me chuckle. 

“I do really want to get to know you though.” Johnny said, giving me a genuine smile. 

“Where do you wanna go?” 

“I know a spot.” Johnny said. 

~

“So you’re telling me you have been to Lousianna before?” 

“Once or twice.” Johnny replied as we sat down at the park bench. 

The sun was slowly going down, slowly painting the skies a beautiful orange and yellow color. Johnny sat to the left of you, letting you sit as close as you wanted to him in which you were shoulder to shoulder. 

“I don’t think I have ever been to this park actually.” I mention. 

“Well I am honored to have taken you to it for the first time.” Johnny mentioned, pecking my temple. 

His lips were so soft. They were like heaven. 

Silence was met between the two of y’all, but it was a good silence and not an awkward nor bad one. You felt Johnny’s hand graze your thigh, as if he was nonverbally asking for permission. You trusted Johnny so you pushed your leg up against his. Johnny smiled at you as he placed his hand on your thigh but kept it still in place and never moving down. Instead he kept his hand still and rubbed circles onto your skin with his thumb. 

“So tell me,” Johnny started, “who are you?” 

“I am Dove Vargas, niece to an ex military colonel officer who lives with said uncle because my parents died in a very bad accident years ago who is also very traumatized by men other than my uncle and you.” I bluntly but briefly told Johnny. 

“That’s a lot.” Johnny jokes. 

“Yeah.” 

You blush, feeling Johnny stare at you. It made you feel flustered, but in a good way. You liked feeling like you were important to someone other than your family. 

“I have always been wary of other men besides my Uncle. And it was cause of Craig but I know that you, Johnny, wouldn't do that to me.” I say. 

“Never. I never would, Dove.” Johnny firmly said, just enough to know he meant it. 

“I know, hence why I trust you.” 

“I trust you too, lass. I know you wouldn’t tell anyone about me secret.” 

Johnny felt reassured knowing he could trust you with his big secret that he was in fact half mermaid. Other women have reeked in disgust with Johnny and told all their friends about him. Even though no one believed them, he still felt hurt that they went and told on him basically. But you? He knew you wouldn’t say a damn word to anyone. You leaned onto Johnny’s shoulder, feeling how soft and comfy his broad shoulder was. Johnny smiled like a little kid, seeing you be comfortable on him. It warmed his heart. 

“Craig is why I am so afraid of what my professor will do.” I mumbled, not caring if Johnny heard me or not. 

Luckily for you, Johnny has super hearing, needed for the deep, deep ocean he swims in but it still works on land. Johnny then wrapped his arm around you, bringing you even closer to comfort you. 

“Aye, I understand, Dove. Honestly, you’re the first woman I have ever let meself get close with in a long time.” Johnny mentioned. 

You crane your neck to look up at him. 

“What do you mean?” I ask. 

Johnny gently ran his fingers through your hair, trying to figure out the words on what to say. Johnny felt like he could trust you with this information. 

“The last lass I was seeing, I had warned ‘er about how I looked. And when it came to the hanky panky, she saw my, you know, and well she grew disgusted. She was the last lass I trusted with me secret and despite knowing what I was, she just grew disgusted and then started laughing at me. Laughin’ at me for how gross I looked! I can’t help it ya know?” Johnny explained with frustration in his tone. 

I held Johnny as he confessed to me what happened. I swear to God I will find out where this bitch lives. 

Little did you know, Johnny felt the same way about Craig. 

“I am so sorry, Johnny.” I apologized. 

“It ain’t your bloody fault, hen. It’s just..even after all of that, all of that trust built and she tore it down within a second of seeing me skin for the first time. That ain’t even the worst part about it.” 

I could feel the blood boiling in my blood as he said that. I rose up and stood up straight to face Johnny. 

“What did she do to you, Johnny?” I ask. 

“After she got done laughin’ at me, she stuck her fingers into my gills to ‘feel them’ and well it focking hurt! It’s like someone stubbing your organs you know? And when I groaned in pain, she just kept doin’ it and laughin’ at me. Like me being in pain was funny to ‘er.” 

You held Johnny tightly, hearing his assault. It shouldn’t have happened, regardless of whether he was human or not. 

“I am so sorry Johnny.” I apologized, holding him tightly. 

“Eh, it’s okay, Dove. I’m okay. Now that I have you.” Johnny smiled as he said this, making my heart race. 

You smile as Johnny leans down to kiss your head. 

“Yeah um,” I hesitated, trying to collect the words to say, “it’s kind of what happened with Craig.” 

Johnny turns to you, giving you his full undivided attention. 

“I wasn’t..ready to do the deed. But he was very well ready. And well he invited me to go over to his place and stay the night. Sounded innocent enough, so I went. Well, I ended up banging on the door to my uncle’s place at like three in the morning cause I managed to drive back home in hysterics without wrecking.” I explained, feeling Johnny’s comfort grow more and more. 

“What did he do to you, Dove?” 

You could hear a sense of anger but also protectiveness in his tone. Like he was ready to pounce but not on you. 

“He..forced himself in me. I fought, kicked, scratched, bit, until he finally let me go and I managed to grab my clothes, scramble to my car and I drove home naked. I only managed to get my clothes on until I parked at my uncle’s place. I put my clothes on, got in and told him what happened. He wanted to send his former second in command to ‘teach him a lesson’ a.k.a the person who took over his position in the military.” I explain some more. 

“Dove..I am so sorry. I swear if I ever see him-” 

“You won’t have to worry about that, trust me. Rudy, Ale’s former second in command, just threatened him and he was gone in a flash. All it took was a verbal threat, how about that?” I half joked. 

Johnny rubbed your back in comfort, feeling all that you were feeling. It was how he felt when his assault happened. 

“I am here for you, Dove. No matter what, I will always be here.” Johnny told me. 

I turned to find him leaning in close to me. 

“I know. And I will always be there for you too, Johnny.” 

You closed the gap first, placing your lips onto Johnny’s, feeling your slightly chapped lips onto his impeccable soft ones. That same feeling came back again. The same warm, craving feeling you get with Johnny. You wanted him. You wanted him so damn badly. 

“Johnny..” 

You moaning his name went straight to his core. He could feel the same warm, craving feeling you were feeling. You could feel Johnny graze his tongue over your lips and you opened your mouth, letting him have access to you. Johnny’s tongue explored your mouth as your hands landed on his shoulders and his hands landed on your hips, pulling you closer to him. This was everything you wanted in life, to be free from Craig’s demise, to be your own person again, to be free from his being, to be free from-

“Now what do we have here?” 

TO BE CONTINUED…

[ghostofthemost141]

Serene

Chapter 7

Gif credit to @simonghostrileys

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3. Ch.4. Ch.5. Ch.6.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 2,981

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero, your now boyfriend, comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail. And now, the secret is out. Kind of.

!Warnings!: Some Spicy Stuff for y'all to feast on but nothing explicit

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: First post into the new year! I hope everyone had a good transition into the new year. Enjoy!

Taglist: @darling006

Johnny immediately pulled away from you and held you close to him as you both saw who approached y’all. 

“I see how it is.” Your professor muttered, staring at both Johnny and you. 

Johnny held you close as he could feel your heart race increase and your anxiety peek up. He knew immediately that this was your professor. The professor who has been giving you problems and harassing you. 

“Go away, wanker.” Johnny growled, holding you close to him. 

Graves just laughed, amused by what was going on. 

“You skip my class to go and see your little boy toy, Dove?” 

“Stop, go away.” I said, trying to make him leave. 

I knew he wasn’t intimidated by me, but I hope he got the message at least. 

“You heard her. Get the fuck away.” Johnny growled, using his muscles as a shield for me. 

“I was just wondering as to why one of my students was out today.” Graves tried to innocently say, but I knew his inner intention. 

You just wanted your professor to go away and leave you and Johnny alone. Meanwhile, Johnny was ready to plummet him into next year and to make sure to do some permanent damage. He was ready to protect you and be your savior when you wanted him to. And even though you didn’t verbally say it, he knew you were wanting to be protected at this very moment. 

“Well, I hope to see you in class tomorrow then, Dov-” 

“Leave. Now.” 

Your professor finally took the hint, smirked at both of y’all and walked away. Johnny kept his eyes on him until he was totally out of sight. 

“Lass, are you alrigh’?” Johnny asked me. 

“Y-Yeah. I just..” I paused, not really understanding what just happened. 

“I will not let him hurt ya, I promise.” Johnny reassured me, rubbing my arm in reassurance. 

“I know. I just wish he would leave me alone.” I say. 

“Your uncle and I got ‘ou. I promise.” Johnny swore, making me look up at him. 

You looked up into Johnny’s bright blue eyes. You knew he meant it just by looking into his eyes. They were full of promise and reassurance. You knew you could count on Johnny. 

“Okay.” 

“Let’s get the hell out of here. See if your uncle needs some help.” Johnny suggested. 

“Yeah, I agree.” I said. 

Johnny helped you to your feet and suddenly grabbed you, lifted you up, and carried you to your car. 

“Johnny!” I yelled out jokingly, as he held me upright and then switched to were he was holding me bridal style. 

I wrapped my hands around his neck to keep myself upright. 

“Don’t want me princess gettin’ dirt in her shoes.” Johnny said, beaming a smile at me. 

You felt your heart start racing, just feeling all of Johnny’s love for you in this one little action. Eventually both you and Johnny made it back to your car and he still insisted on driving for you. During the drive back to your home, Johnny jammed out to whatever music was on your preferred station. You were kind of surprised he liked this type of music, or he was just doing it to humor you, but both of you jammed out to the music on the station up until Johnny parked in your driveway. 

“Oh my aunt is home.” I say, seeing her car in the driveway as well. 

“Is she nice?” Johnny asked. 

“Yes, very much so. She isn’t as protective as Ale, but she is getting there.” I half joke. 

“Good to know.” Johnny said as he got out of the car. 

You waited for Johnny to walk around and open the door for you. You were about to step down when Johnny, quick as a flash, picked you up and held you bridal style once again. 

“It’s my house, Johnny.” 

“Don’t care. I want your aunt and uncle to see how much I love ya.” Johnny said, smooching your cheek. 

Johnny shut the car door with his broad shoulder and carried you inside. 

“We’re home!” I announce as Johnny walks in, while still holding me. 

From the kitchen, both Ale and Remi whipped around to see who it was, both of them immediately painting a smile on their faces. 

“Welcome back, kiddos.” Ale said as Johnny finally let me down on my feet, but ever so gently. 

“Hey Dove!” Remi greeted me, her eyes immediately going wide upon seeing Johnny. 

“Is this the guy?” She whispered, Ale’s eyes going comically wide upon hearing that. 

“¿Qué diablos quiere decir con eso?[What the hell does she mean by that?]” Ale asked, half joking. 

“Leave her alone, Ale. She just told me she was meeting up with a guy she met. That’s all.” Remi wacked Ale with a hand towel as she said that. 

It made both of us laugh, with me secretly hoping that would be Johnny and I one day. 

“It’s nice to meet you, ma’am. I’m Johnny.” Johnny approached Remi, sticking his hand out in greeting. 

“I’m Remi, Ale’s girlfriend. Nice to meet ya.” Remi shook Johnny’s hand. 

“Feelin’s mutual, ma’am.” Johnny said. 

“Your man’s got some manners, Dove.” Remi commented. 

“Only the best.” I joke as Johnny wrapped his arm around me. 

“Do y’all need some help?” Johnny offered both Ale and Remi. 

“We are good, hermano, but thank you.” Ale thanked him, “show him around Dove. Make yourself at home, Johnny.” 

“Thank you, sir.” Johnny thanked him. 

“Well,” I said, realizing I never formally showed him around,, “let me show you around.” 

~

“And you know this room.” I said as we both entered my room, with Johnny quietly shutting the door behind him. 

“Nice, nice.” Johnny joked as if he was seeing my room for the first time. 

I sat down on my bed as Johnny intensely stared at all of the knick knacks that were in my room as well as all of the posters I had of my favorite bands. 

“This one of your favorite bands?” Johnny asked, seeing the third poster of the same band. 

“Oh yeah, they are. Have you ever heard of them?” I ask. 

“No, I haven’t but I will give them a listen for you.” 

Johnny smiled big at you as he said that. You couldn’t help but smile back. 

“I have some records there if you wanna pick something out to play.” I suggest. 

“Your parents won’t mind?” 

I shook my head in response. Johnny then bent down to go through my record collection that was in my bookshelf. He eventually picked one that just so happened to be my favorite album from my favorite band. 

“Good pick.” I say as he slid the record into the turntable, carefully picking up the pick and letting it fall onto the record, the oh so nostalgic static starting to play. 

Once the music started, Johnny started tapping his foot to the beat, eventually starting to break down dance. The dancing was awful but it put a big smile on your face, as well as giggling. 

“You look silly.” I joke. 

“Oh do I now?” 

Johnny then started even more terrible breakdown dancing, jumping up and down, doing the wobble, a terrible version of the worm, and much much more which made you laugh so hard that your stomach hurt. You had no idea as to why Johnny was being so silly to the point of making you die of laughter, but you were enjoying it. Johnny loved to see you smile, and even more so see you laugh, even if he was making a fool out of himself. Out of nowhere, Johnny locked eye contact with you and jumped on top of you, pinning you to the bed with him on top. 

“Johnny! Ah!” I cry out, feeling his entire body weight on top of me. 

“Oi, am I too heavy for ya?” Johnny remarked. 

“No, I just didn’t expect you to do that.” I said, perfectly content in the position we were in right now. 

Johnny looked down at you, his same old, but beautiful blue eyes looking down at you into yours. You felt your heart start racing, realizing the very intimate position you both were in. The same warm feeling you kept getting from Johnny returned and it rapidly spread throughout your body, making you flustered. Johnny leaned in and placed his lips onto yours, deepening the kiss quickly. His tongue grazed over your lips, sending chills down your spine. You wanted it to go even further but there was one problem with that. 

“Johnny, my uncle and aunt.” I said, pulling away from the kiss. 

Johnny smirked at you as he turned to gaze at the record that was still playing on the turntable. 

“They won’t ‘ear a dang thing, Dove.” Johnny remarked, “but if you wanna wait then I will wait.” 

“No.” I say, making Johnny look at me with some shock. 

“No as in?” 

“I want to go further with you, Johnny. I wish my uncle and aunt weren’t here for that very reason.” I confessed. 

You could tell Johnny liked that response by the smile-smirk he had plastered on your face. Johnny didn’t say anything as he leaned down once again, planting a deep kiss onto your lips. You felt Johnny push his tongue through your lips, wanting access to your mouth. 

“Johnny.” You moan as Johnny manages to push his tongue through your lips. 

Johnny ran his tongue throughout your mouth, causing you to run your fingers into his mohawk. Your fingerprints began to memorize how his hairline was, where his hawk was at and how long it was, how his buzz cut on the sides felt, you memorized it all as you both continued to makeout for the first time ever. You felt Johnny attempt to suck on your tongue, making you gasp out of surprisement. It was definitely a weird feeling but it felt so good. You felt Johnny start to run his hands all over your body. Down your hips, over your stomach, your thighs, chest, everywhere as if he was doing the same thing you were doing with his mohawk. The tension got hotter and heavier. You felt Johnny run his hands back over your chest, pulling his lips away from you but still leaning in close to you. 

“Is this okay, lass?” Johnny asked me. 

You knew what he was asking, and you honestly felt so honored that he was. Flashbacks were trying to cloud your mind of Craig and what he had done to you, but you pushed them away for this was Johnny here with you, not Craig. 

“Yes.” 

You granted your consent to him. Johnny leaned back down to kiss you again as he started passionately massaging your chest. It sends vibrant, warm chills down your spine, feeling his big, but soft hands massaging your plumps of flesh. Despite being in the sea for most of his life, you could tell he has gentle hands. It was then that you felt his hands run under your shirt, feeling his skin on your bare stomach. It made you have a knee jerk reaction. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Johnny immediately apologized to me. 

“No, no it’s not you, Johnny. I promise.” I reassured him. 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yes. Just not..used to this.” I told him. 

“I’m sorry, Dove. I don’t eva want you to feel those bad things ever again with meh.” Johnny reassured me, caressing my face softly. 

“I know.” 

“We go at your pace, lass. I’ll wait forever if you want me to.” Johnny half joked which made you smile. 

You knew he was only joking to lighten your mood up but you knew he sincerely meant it despite being in a joking matter. Despite how you were feeling, you did not want him to stop. 

“Am I pretty to you, Johnny?” 

“The prettiest gal in the whole universe.” 

“Are you sure?” I question. 

Johnny then leaned down and peppered your face with kisses as well all over your exposed skin, your arms, hands, fingers, legs, and stomach. It was all done chastely, with no hidden meaning other than he just wants to show his love for you. 

“Maybe we can get a hotel later?” I suggested. 

Johnny gave me a toothy smile as I said that. 

“Maybe~”

Johnny’s voice dropped an octave as he said that, making chills go down your spine. You were completely smitten with him and wanted so much more with him that-

*KNOCKKNOCK*

Quick as a flash, Johnny jumped off of you and made himself position near your records as if he was going through them still. 

“Yes?” I call out. 

“You two, dinner is ready.” Uncle Ale’s voice came from the other side. 

“Okay coming!” I call out. 

Without even opening the door, your uncle turned and walked away from the door, heading back to the kitchen. 

“I’m surprised he didn’t open the door.” Johnny comments. 

“I am too. Maybe he trusts me now.” 

“He better.” Johnny retorted as he got back up, pecking your lips. 

“Let’s head down there.” 

“Okay.” Johnny gleamed a smile at me as he said that. 

~

Johnny sat too close to you, trying to avoid even spilling the tiniest of water onto himself. You figured your uncle and aunt would have some pop or even wine to offer but tonight, on the drink menu, was plain water which wasn’t good. You tried to reassure him by rubbing his thigh from under the table, but you could feel his entire nervous system skyrocketing. But he sure as hell wasn’t showing it. 

“So are you from Scotland, Johnny?” Ale asked Johnny. 

“Yes, sir. Born and raised there.” Johnny answered, snacking on the plate of dinner they made. 

Johnny could barely eat, seeing as his nerves were skyrocketing due to the possible water contamination. Just one drop, one tiny meansly drop, would ruin everything. 

“When do you move to America?” Remi asked him. 

“Years ago. When I was a wee little lad, but me parents had such thick accents that it stuck with me.” Johnny lied. 

I could tell Johnny wished that was real, and it showed in his softened gaze but Ale and Remi didn’t notice. 

“What was-” 

Remi was interrupted by her hand bumping her glass of water. The glass shot forward, and hit the table harshly, causing the glass to shatter. It all happened so quickly that Johnny didn’t have any time to move away from the water. Two droplets splashed onto him, one on his hand and one on his forehead. As fast as the water splashed onto him, was as fast as Johnny collapsed onto the ground, immediately hiding himself underneath the table. 

“Hermano are you-” 

“Ale wait!!” 

You tried to stop your uncle from looking but it was too late. Your uncle laid eyes on an unconscious Johnny, who bored a big tail where his legs used to be. Ale mumbled in shock, which then caused your aunt to look and she too mumbled in shock. 

“Estrella.” Ale started, making my heart race. 

I looked up at my uncle, afraid of what he was going to say or do. Instead, his eyes were full of concern. Same with Remi. They both were concerned, but not in the way that I thought it would be. 

“Should we..put him in the bathtub?” Remi asked. 

“I..don’t know. I never..” I mumbled, feeling myself get anxious from worry. 

I could tell Johnny knocked himself out when his head hit the chair as he was going down so God knows how long it would be till he woke up. I bent down to see if there was any bleeding and luckily there wasn’t. 

“I’ll go start the water.” Remi announced as she scurried to the bathroom. 

I could feel tears of guilt and shame start to build up in my eyes. 

“I’m sorry Ale I didn’t..” I broke down into sobs, feeling guilty for not only keeping this from them, but also hurting Johnny in the process. 

“Hey, hey easy, Dove.” Ale reassured me as he came and hugged me tightly. 

I hugged him back, crying into his chest. 

“Frankly, I don’t know how this is humanly possible but we will get through it okay? I am sure he is okay. You can trust your tío and tía. Okay? We won’t tell anyone.” Ale promised me. 

You knew your uncle meant that promise. You were just scared on what was going to happen next. 

“Tub is full.” Remi announced as she came back into appearance. 

“Bueno.” Ale mumbled as I let go, ready to help them with Johnny. 

Ale grabbed his upper area, while you and Remi grabbed his lower area as well as his big tail. The three of you carefully carried Johnny to the bathroom and gently sat him into the tub, the water slightly splashing from his body hitting the water. Johnny looked peacefully sleeping in the water, his tail resting on the ring rim of the tub. You bent down and rubbed his forehead as if to let him know I was still right here. 

“He’ll be okay, estrella.” Ale reassured me. 

“I hope.” I said. 

Ale was going to say something when the doorbell rang, indicating someone was there. 

“I’ll get that.” Ale announced, leaving the bathroom. 

Remi then bent down onto her knees and sat next to me, examining Johnny. 

“He has a beautiful tail, Dove.” 

I chuckled. 

“Yes he does. It was the first thing I noticed about him.” I say, not taking my eyes off of him. 

“How did y’all meet?” She asked. 

“He saved me from drowning when Gem, Pixie and I were on vacation.” I answer. 

“That’s awesome, Dove.” 

“What the fuck are you doing here, cabrón?” Ale’s voice bellowed from the living room. 

Shit..

TO BE CONTINUED…