Johnny.Soap.MacTavish.

You were a feline hybrid. Cat ears that hear and feel everything, a nimble tail that constantly clings to something, a sensitive nose and flexibility of the body. Being a military man, these skills are in demand, but the only problem was that you could not work with dog hybrids, just as dog hybrids could not work with cat hybrids and, unfortunately for you, it was on your team that there was a wolf hybrid, a dog hybrid Soap MacTavish family.

You couldn’t get used to each other, just smelling each other’s scent, both of you immediately tensed. The rest of the team also wanted these two to finally accept each other and work better and couldn't think of anything better than locking you and Soap in the same room for a while... Now you were alone with Soap sitting in a dim closet, waiting for someone to finally open it to you. - the door...

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