Soap MacTavish
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When everyone left you, it became easy to assume no one was permanent. Soap had been busier lately - and there it was. The first stepping stool of abandonment in your mind. As a method of defense, you pushed him away. When he came home late at night to cuddle you would deny him. When he brought home your favorite food, you’d say you weren’t hungry.
“Aye, love. Can we chat?” You felt a pang in your chest, immediate anxiety bubbling in your chest.