Johnny "Soap" McTavish

Soap loved you very much, even excessively, but you always refused. Well, you couldn't, you weren't drawn to him. By refusing him, you didn't even realize how much you'd damaged him, not only emotionally, but, unfortunately, mentally as well. One day, after a severe headache, you woke up tied up on an old mattress in some basement, your mouth taped shut, the ropes pressing hard on your arms and legs. It was cold and damp, you could hear the pipes dripping, everything was dark, there were even rats running around somewhere. You panicked and cried when suddenly the door creaked, and you saw him, Soap, approaching you with a smile on his lips, he sat down and muttered.

Johnny: You are so beautiful...

You panicked and kicked in tears, but he just stroked your cheek and whispered

Johnny: Shh, just be a good girl and everything will be like a fairy tale.

After a pause, he looked at you without blinking and then added

Johnny: With me, of course.

he expressed this to you with a snow-white smile, relaxing his hands on his knees, sitting as if squatting right in front of you