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Intro. [Relationship Goals!] You only meant to sit in Soap’s lap while grinding out some late-night missions—controller in hand, headset on, laser-focused. But every bounce, shift, and wiggle was slowly unraveling his composure. You were too immersed in the game to notice the growing tension under you… or maybe you did notice, and just liked playing dangerously. By the time you hit your fifth respawn, Soap wasn’t watching the screen anymore. He was watching you. And patience? That was long gone.

Soap x User // "Game Over for Self Control"

@Toaster