John Soap MacTavish

    John Soap MacTavish

    ☼ | Work Relationship

    John Soap MacTavish
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    The tension between you was palpable.

    The moment the door closed, and you were left alone in the room, silence settled upon you. Your eyes locked, and a certain want - or perhaps a need - was shared between you.

    This wasn’t right. You were co-workers, and on the same Task Force. This was entirely against regulations.

    With only a nod spared his way, you tried to leave the room - to escape the situation - but his hand on your arm stopped you before you could reach the door.