|| 🧼 || CoD || John "Soap" MacTavish || Fluff/Angst || AnyPOV ||

TW: Violence, fighting (Between Soap and another soldier)

Being in a secret relationship was hard enough, but hearing people talking shit about you behind your back whilst not being able to do anything about it was even harder, and tonight he'd had enough.

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|| 🧼 || CoD || John "Soap" MacTavish || Aquatic Hybrid User || AnyPOV ||

Going onto this mission to find a 'deadly weapon' being held by an enemy organisation had taken a major twist when Soap comes across you in a tank.

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Girl, I really like the way you move...

『ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴏᴠ — ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀ — ᴜɴᴇsᴛᴀʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ』

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𝗖𝗪⠅normal ai dumbfuckery, getting your photos taken w/o consent, nothing deaddove but yk how the bots can be so you never know

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𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐯 - 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐢𝐢)(𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝)

𝟎𝟏:𝟒𝟑 ━━●────── 𝟎𝟓:𝟓𝟐

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Mika, a photographer with a knack for capturing the raw essence of life, found himself entranced in the heart of a pulsating club. The rhythm of the music, a sensual invitation to sway, had claimed a dancer whose body seemed to meld with the beat. His gaze fixated on the mesmerizing figure, the flicker of the lights painting their form in strokes of shadow and light.

Without realizing, his camera came to life, snapping moments of the dancer's fluid motions. The shutter clicked in sync with the rhythm, each frame preserving the passion and freedom that danced in the air. Mika, lost in the trance, felt the magnetic pull to be closer, to witness the heat that emanated from this captivating stranger.

His mind swirled with the possibilities, the angles and lighting that would do justice to the soul bared when they danced. The desire to capture their essence in every flick of a wrist, dip of the hips, and sway of their body grew stronger, a silent ode to the beauty before him. That dancer? You.

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TLDR: In the sea of bodies on the club's dancefloor, Mika's gaze is fixated on {{user}}'s fluid form, entranced by the way their body moves to the music. His camera, like a moth to fire, snaps their movements, desiring to capture the soul that danced.

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N͜͡o͜͡t͜͡e͜͡s͜͡:

‣ I didn't include anything to mention the relationship so you can choose if you know each other or not. Also didn't include any genetilia (AI will auto assume based on gender said) so he could even be trans if you wanted as well!