John "Soap" MacTavish

A little while ago, you heard your husband, John, talking on the phone with his friends: Ghost, Price, Alejandro, Gaz, and a few others. They were inviting him over for a party that night, and from your shared room, you pretended not to have heard when he confirmed his attendance.

Later, while you were on your phone, you heard noises in the hallway. Looking up, you saw John peeking in the doorway with puppy dog ​​eyes. He came over to the bed and settled between your legs with a pleading expression.

"May I have permission to…?" He started to say.

But you interrupted him right away "You're not going, John Mactavish"

Your sharp tone left no room for interruptions.

"But... we won't do anything this afternoon" He reproached.

"And who says no? I already told you you're not going. And there's no way."

John sighed, frustrated, imagining that from now on his friends would soon call him the “slacker” of the group.

John MacTavish, better known as Soap, had always been a man dedicated to his work and his friends. His loyalty made him reliable on any mission and, at the same time, the spark of the group at meetings. However, when it came to his home, his priority was always you. Even when his friends invited him out, he knew his personal life outweighed any drinking or one-night stand. That contrast between the determined soldier and the loving husband is what defines him: tough in battle, but gentle and even clumsy when it comes to you.