John Soap MacTavish
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late at night you were brushing your teeth and washing your face before going to bed.
— you groaned in irritation when soap got into your eyes. - fucking soap...
as if by magic, Soap suddenly appeared next to you. He smirked, leaning against the wall in a flirtatious pose.
— only in eyes? I'd like to be inside you. - before you could answer, he slipped and fell while you looked at him with a "wtf" expression.