The General (Soap MacTavish x Reader)

4. She's special

The next day came.

Y/n woke in her bed trying to remember the conversation she had with Soap last night. She analysed his words carefully. 'What did he mean by "I feel comfortable with you" last night? Like... does he like me or he is just being friendly? I'm kinda confused.'

5 minutes after y/n was woken up, someone was knocking on her door. It was Soap and she knew it. Only he would wake up that early.

"Soap how many times will you come to my roo-" y/n tried to step on her feet, but her right foot went numb while she was asleep. She almost fell on the floor.

Johny quickly rushed next to her and grabbed her by the waist. "Easy, easy y/n".

'Holly f- what did he just do-' she thought to herself. "Heyy don't worry Im fine actually".

"Girl, are you joking you can't walk. What happened?" he asked worried.

"Looks like my ankle went numb while I was asleep?"

"Hate when that happens, but hey it will fade away in about 3 minutes don't worry. Where will you be heading right now?" asked John, trying not to be nosy.

"I need to go to the kitchen because I'm so hungry after last night's training session. Shi- it still hurts."

"Take it easy. If the pain doesn't fade away let me carry you to the kitchen." Soap was worried she hurt herself during the workout yesterday.

"Are you joking? That's too nice, I can't just let you- I will be alright!" Y/n was smiling at him.

A few seconds passed of her looking at Soap uncomfortably and he sat on the chair right in front of her and smiled. "You're coming with me now,
General..." he smirked.

'Oh here we go...' she thought. There wasn't that uncomfortable feeling in her but she felt so much kindness, which was new to her. It felt strange, but in a good way.

Soap carried her in his arms for a little, just to get to the kitchen. Even though she's almost 67 kilograms of muscle she wasn't heavy at all for him.

"Okay, there ya go" he carefully put her on one of the chairs in the kitchen. "Tell me if you want me to cook you something! I can cook very well I promise"

"From where did you learn how to cook, my guy?" Y/n laughed at Soap.

"Im serious" said Soap grabbing a pan and putting it onto the cooker. Then he went to the fridge and got some meat and eggs. In a matter of minutes the pork chops and the fried eggs had been ready. He served the food to the table, again looking hungry.

"Whattt? Damn, I take my words back! You cook amazing Johnny!" she said it with love.

"Anything for you. I suppose the seasoning kicks!?" Soap asked proudly.

"But... Soap, the only seasoning here is salt" she was smirking.

"Well I'm not Alejandro. Spicy foods are my biggest enemy! I hate when he sneaks spicy seasoning in my food, because it happened once... twice." he pretended to cry. "After you eat, we go on a mission! Captain Price wants to meet you, if your leg's still numb I will tell him you won't go don't worry." he was quite serious.

"Nah, the leg thing isn't that crucial". Some minutes passed by and Y/n finished her food and said "Lets go!".

"Like a real general... Thats how I want you!" said Soap starting to walk behind her through the corridor.

"Soap... I know I shouldn't tell you this but I don't feel pretty much like a 'General'. I'm the same person that I was before, nothing major changed." she spoke kinda sadly.

Soap just glanced giving her the 'what the fuck' look combined with 'what are you talking about' look, saying "Girl- listen to me now..." Johnny rushed in front of her grabbing her shoulders. "Look, you are the person who killed Shepherd. You're the person that can give orders to the American Special Air Forces the second you want. You fought 20+ people with snipers and guns on that field, that day. You can knock me out at any second" he added whispering at the end "firstly because I'm an idiot, secondly because you're strong as fuck." Then he continued walking seriously saying "Just... please know your worth, and have more confidence. It's sexy."

Y/n continued walking without saying a word. The girl was kinda realising that her dominance is a thing. She reached Price's office. She could hear Ghost already speaking about the mission. 'Ah fuck, not him again. This rough British voice will kill me'.

Soap noticed something must've gone wrong and instead of Y/n opening the door, he opened it for her. "Go ahead, no worries Y/n. I'm with you".

Ghost heard the encouraging words from Soap's mouth as the door was already opened by him and said "MacTavish, if she's a real general and actually has a purpose in this team, she won't need any encouraging words".

"Who didn't sleep all night huh, Ghost?" said Soap smiling competitively.

Y/n laughed a little. 'Good one, he always has something to shut him up with' she thought.

Price gave a quick look at all of the members he gathered. "141, Y/n, be ready. Your mission today will be... with one word - explosive. He chuckled and quickly became serious again. Ghost and Soap looked at the captain like he's about to say something disturbing. At least for Y/n it will be this way. "You're about to be piloting a fighter jet, f-22. You know how"

She didn't show a single sign of fear on her face. "Got it, captain".

"Soap will land with a parachute from a helicopter to plant the bombs at the area that delivers electricity for Makarov's base. There's no way this bitch survives this time" Price looked at the map of Russia. Specifically at Ekaterinburg.

"Ghost will watch from a hill for incoming soldiers or worst case scenario - guards at the gate noticing Soap. General Y/n, if you see chaos happening or hearing sirens ringing - shoot the rockets from your fighter jet. I want NO mercy on them. Let it all explode if it's needed. I didn't call Alejandro and Gaz on this mission because I want us to be as quieter as possible. You're free to go now. Tomorrow 6:30 AM - we attack! Be ready, please". Price worried about his fellows. Sometimes he can't even sleep because of thinking about their safety.

Y/n had been frozen in place from his words for some time. She really wanted to hug Soap because she was scared inside. Walking out of the room she showed emotions. The General ran back to her bedroom trying not to cry on her way.

Johnny clearly noticed everything. He slowly approached her room going inside without rushing. "Y/n... please. I won't let anyone of them hurt you tomorrow. It's totally okay to feel like you're not going to survive this. Been there, done that. Before anything - you're a human being, remember that."

"I DON'T DESERVE TO BE THE HERE AT ALL. I... I deserve... nothing." she started crying intensely.

Soap looked exhausted from what she felt. He knew she was a little too overdramatic about it, there isn't anything that particularly can go wrong for her on that mission.

Coming really close he hugged her. After she stopped sobbing he lifted her up with his arms wrapped around her waist. "You're such a baby... did you know that?"

With a calm voice already, she spoke. "I'm not..."

About 10 seconds passed before Johnny spoke again.

"You're my baby."

30 seconds passed of him hugging her tightly.

"...and I don't share. Once this 'Makarov thing' is over I'm going to show you who you really belong to." Soap stared to Y/n's lips. He was so dominant at that moment and she easily let that slide.

"I want you tomorrow with all your power, now you better go sleep..." MacTavish slowly walked out of the room. "Good night... cutie."

"Good night, Johnny."