COD Oneshots

Jealousy (Soap)

In the dimly lit corridors of the military base, where shadows danced with the flickering lights, Soap, a seasoned soldier with a rugged demeanor, found solace in the company of Y/N, a fellow soldier whose presence brought warmth to his nights amidst the chaos of duty.

Their friendship was a clandestine affair, hidden from the prying eyes of their comrades. Under the guise of movie nights, they found sanctuary in each other's quarters, away from the rigors of war. As the world outside trembled with uncertainty, within those four walls, time seemed to stand still.

The flickering screen illuminated their faces, casting fleeting shadows that mirrored the complexities of their unspoken bond. With every shared laugh and stolen glance, their connection deepened, a refuge from the harsh realities of their profession.

In those stolen moments, they were more than soldiers; they were souls seeking solace in the midst of turmoil. Their conversations ranged from trivial matters to whispered confessions, each word a testament to the trust they shared.

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As Soap observed Y/N engaged in conversation with König at the party, a knot formed in his stomach. He watched, unable to tear his eyes away, as König's charm and charisma enveloped Y/N like a magnetic force. Every laugh, every smile exchanged between them, felt like a dagger piercing Soap's heart.

Jealousy gnawed at him, a bitter realization dawning upon him like a thunderclap. It wasn't just friendship that bound him to Y/N; it was something deeper, something he had been blind to until that moment. He was in love with her.

Despite the turmoil raging within him, Soap remained composed, his emotions hidden beneath a mask of stoicism. He couldn't bear to confront his feelings, not yet. Instead, he made a silent vow to cherish every moment they shared, even if it meant enduring the agony of unrequited love.

As the party drew to a close and the guests began to disperse, Soap stole away to Y/N's quarters, seeking refuge from the tumultuous storm raging within him. Knocking softly on her door, he was greeted by her warm smile.

They settled into their familiar routine, the soft glow of the screen casting shadows across the room. Yet, tonight, there was an unspoken tension lingering in the air, a palpable energy crackling between them.

As they laughed and talked, Soap found himself stealing glances at Y/N, drinking in every detail as if trying to memorize her essence. The weight of his unspoken confession hung heavy in the air, a silent plea begging to be set free.

But for now, he chose to bury his feelings beneath layers of camaraderie, content to bask in the warmth of her presence, even if it meant enduring the ache of unspoken words. For in that fleeting moment, as they laughed and talked into the night, Soap found solace in the simple act of being with her, his love for Y/N burning bright amidst the shadows of his heart.

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As Soap and Y/N stood in line at the coffee shop, their breath still coming in ragged gasps from their morning run, a sense of tranquility washed over them. .

As they approached the counter, Soap felt a surge of contentment, relishing in the simple pleasure of sharing a moment with Y/N. Yet, that tranquility shattered like fragile glass when the barista, a cocky grin plastered on his face, shamelessly scrawled his number on Y/N's cup before handing it over.

The world seemed to grind to a halt as Soap's blood boiled with rage. Every fiber of his being screamed with indignation, his heart hammering in his chest like a war drum. How dare this stranger encroach upon the sanctity of their friendship with such audacity?

In a flash of unbridled fury, Soap's composure shattered like glass, his temper igniting like a wildfire. With a clenched jaw and fists trembling with anger, he turned to face the unsuspecting barista, his voice dripping with venom as he unleashed a torrent of words that echoed through the crowded café.

Y/N stood frozen, caught between shock and awe, her eyes wide with disbelief as Soap's rage unfurled like a tempest. Yet, amidst the chaos, she saw something flicker in his eyes, a raw vulnerability hidden beneath the mask of anger.

As the barista cowered under Soap's fiery gaze, Y/N reached out, her touch a soothing balm against the storm raging within him. With a gentle touch, she calmed the tempest, her words a whispered promise of solidarity in the face of adversity.

In that moment , Soap's anger subsided, replaced by a sense of clarity. Though his feelings for Y/N burned bright within him, he knew that patience was the key to unlocking the door to her heart.

And so, with a silent vow to cherish every moment they shared, Soap and Y/N left the café behind.

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Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air whenever she found herself in the company of other men. Whether it was a passing glance or a casual compliment, she couldn't help but notice the flicker of jealousy that danced in Soap's eyes, a silent storm brewing beneath his stoic facade.

At first, she brushed it off as nothing more than a fleeting moment of insecurity, a byproduct of their close friendship. But as the pattern persisted, she couldn't ignore the truth staring her in the face: Soap's feelings ran deeper than she had ever realized.

With each passing day, Y/N found herself attuned to the subtle shifts in Soap's demeanor, the way his jaw clenched and his gaze darkened whenever another man dared to encroach upon their shared space. Even his comrades' playful compliments, once a source of laughter and camaraderie, now left a bitter taste in his mouth.

It was in those moments of quiet observation that Y/N began to piece together the puzzle of Soap's heart. Beneath his gruff exterior lay a vulnerability she had never fully appreciated, a love that burned bright and fierce in the depths of his soul.

And so, with a newfound understanding, Y/N made a silent vow to tread carefully, to navigate the delicate dance of their friendship with the utmost care. For she knew that Soap's heart was a fragile thing, a treasure to be cherished and protected at all costs.

As they continued to share their moments of laughter and companionship, Y/N found herself falling more deeply in love with the man who had been by her side through thick and thin.

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As the tension hung heavy in the air after Soap's outburst at Ghost, Y/N felt her heartache for her friend's distress. Without a second thought, she abandoned her target practice and chased after Soap, determined to confront him about his behavior.

Finally catching up to him in a secluded corner of the training grounds, Y/N took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation ahead. "Soap," she began gently, her voice a soothing melody amidst the chaos of their emotions, "what's going on? You know Ghost was just trying to help."

Soap's shoulders tensed at her approach, but he didn't turn away. Instead, he met her gaze with a mixture of defiance and vulnerability, his eyes betraying the storm raging within him. "I know," he muttered, his voice thick with emotion, "but I... I couldn't stand seeing anyone else touch you like that."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his confession, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air between them. In that moment, everything became clear, the tangled web of emotions unraveling before her eyes. "Soap," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, "is that why you've been acting so strange lately?"

Soap nodded, his gaze dropping to the ground as he struggled to find the right words. "I... I didn't know how to tell you," he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "I've been trying to push these feelings aside, but... I can't deny them any longer. I love you, Y/N. More than anything."

A surge of warmth flooded Y/N's chest at his words, her heart overflowing with a love she had longed to hear him confess. Without hesitation, she closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. "Oh, Soap," she breathed, her voice trembling with emotion, "I love you too."

Y/N leaned in and pressed her lips to his, sealing their love with a tender kiss.