prompts: 18, 23… w/ Soap, any length is fine!! have a good day!
a/n : HI! here's the 1/4 post of the week. it was supposed to be out yesterday but my grandad has been emitted back into hospital and I went to visit him yesterday but he's still himself and was cracking all kinds of jokes <3 ANYWAY,here's the angst!! i did 3 alternate endings which include: 1. Forgiving Soap with potential to get back together (i personally wouldn't), 2. Getting with someone else (cue jealous Soap!), 3. Not forgiving Soap, never getting back together (angst ending!)
Summary: Recently a new nurse had been hired on the 141 base but it seems Johnny has taken a liking to her… maybe a bit too much
Content: Arsehole Soap, Cheating, ANGST ANGST ANGST!, tears, no comfort (a little from Price), typical dad Price, swearing, tears
Pairing(s): John 'Soap' MacTavish x reader (established), Alejandro Vargas x reader (ending 2)
Word count (main chunk): 1.5k
(main chunk & ending 1): 2.3k
(main chunk & ending 2): 2.0k
Johnny was flirting with the nurse for what felt like the 20th time today and it wasn’t even noon. It was clear to tell he was charming her with the way he leaned in with his hand resting on her arm while
her cheeks were flushed. Like how yours would flush whenever Johnny would compliment you.
This had been going on for the past month, ever since Price hired the girl to be their new nurse. After the first few interactions you witnessed of Johnny and the nurse, you brushed it off considering that when you and Johnny were alone, he’d be just as attentive and sweet as before and assured you that he’s very much in love with every inch of you. Yet as soon as Johnny began distancing himself from you and began to get closer to the nurse, your concerns and suspicions grew with every lingering touch, over affectionate comments and constant whispering. He even missed your anniversary which was 2 nights ago.
It could just be paranoia. The entirety of The 141 told you ‘Johnny’s a loyal and honest man’ and that he would never do anything like cheat on you. Despite all that, you still went to Price to voice your thoughts about Johnny's new found obsession with the cute nurse. However it didn’t end the way you wanted.
There was hope that you were just going insane. It wouldn’t be surprising that given the horrors you’d seen, you might lose a bit of your composure and stability. There was hope that Johnny was still very much in love with you and these interactions with the nurse were purely friendly.
While you rambled on to Price about how you felt and if he thought any different, he gave you a telling look. A look which seemed like he knew something you didn’t but couldn’t muster up the words or courage to tell you.
Unknown to you, Price had seen Johnny 2 nights before making out with the nurse and wandering into one of the empty meeting rooms. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what they were up to.
“Price? Is everything okay?”
“y/n… Johnny slept with her.”
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You couldn’t sleep that night. Completely restless and distraught about the news you’d received from your captain about your boyfriend. How could he?
How long had this been going on?
The rest of The 141 were having a relaxed night together but you sloped off, not wanting to engage in a fake happy conversation with whoever came up to you. You tried getting some sleep an hour in but it was near enough impossible so now you were keeping yourself occupied in your small room, reading through the files of an upcoming mission which you were soon going on that required going down to Los Almas to meet Colonel Alejandro Vargas and Sergeant Rodolfo Parra.
All while you were occupied, Johnny was stumbling around from person to person, babbling absolute nonsense as a result of the amount of scotch he’d just had. Price was glaring right at him.
Just hours prior, Price cradled you against his chest in an attempt to calm your sobs down. Soldiers are meant to be strong but even Price couldn’t blame your breakdown from learning about Johnny's secret.
Safe to say that Price was livid at the fact that Johnny was prancing around acting like everything was okay and that he was as good as gold. Price’s anger only heightened when Johnny made his way
towards him, a smile plastered across his face.
“Captain! Want a drink?” Johnny asked, his voice piercing Price’s ears. Hoping he’d get the message, Price stared dead eyed into Johnny's. Since he was slightly drunk, Johnny mistook Price’s anger for friendly banter. He swung his arm around the captains shoulders and leaned into his ear.
“What’s gotten into you, sir? Lookin’ like you want me 6 feet under” Soap chuckled which was the last straw for Price. He knocked Soaps arm off of him and grabbed him by his shirt to drag him to the
quieter side of the room.
“I hope you know how disappointed I am in you, Sergeant. Don’t even try to block out what you did to your girlfriend.” Price sneered, his anger evident in his tone of voice. Johnny stared blankly at his
captain, dumbfounded. Never had he heard the captain have such venom in his voice before, especially towards someone in his team.
“What are you talking about sir?”
“Just this afternoon, I had your girlfriend come into my office with worries about you being unfaithful. Not sure if you noticed me the other night, John… kissing someone who wasn’t y/n and pulling her
into the empty briefing room.” As soon as those words fell on Johnny's ears, his eyes widen with fear evident in his gaze. Price was outraged.
He could still picture the look on your face when he informed you that Johnny had cheated. The way your eyes shifted from both rage to sadness, your chest rising and falling at a heavy pace while your
hands clenched into fists.
“Please captain, you can’t tell her. I’m sorry! It was a mistake, honest! I’m sorry, please” Johnny began apologising and pleading to Price but he wasn’t having any of it. His eyes remained cold and emotionless as he took no sympathy for the man in front of him.
“It’s my duty to make sure every one in Task 141 are treated with respect and dignity. I had to tell her what I saw otherwise it would’ve eaten me alive. For now Sergeant, I suggest you go and find your
girlfriend so you can give her your explanation.” And with that relatively calm outburst, Price left Johnny standing on his own with his jaw slightly ajar.
He felt betrayed. Why would you go to someone else about your suspicions which were related to your relationship? Surely you should go straight to him. Soap clearly wasn’t thinking clearly, believing he
had a right to be mad at you for talking to someone else about personal issues that included him. Feeling the rage bubble from inside, Johnny stormed out to find you.
The sound of the door slamming into the wall startled you from the files you had in front of you. Just a few feet away stood a very drunk and very pissed off Johnny. Not wanting to engage in conversation,
you turned your back against Johnny and carried on flicking through the papers that were laid out.
“I can’t believe you” Soap hissed, slowing walking towards you. What? You snapped around so you came face to face. How dare he say that!
“I can’t believe you’d go to Price about our personal issues instead of coming to me!” Soap raised his voice, beginning to pace around the room. In disbelief you yelled back, “So sleeping with the nurse is
suddenly our personal issue? You’re unbelievable MacTavish!”. While delivering your outburst, you didn’t take much notice to the tears which were soon lining your bottom lashes but refusing to fall.
“Steamin’ Jesus, take a look at yourself! Why do you think I slept with her in the first place?”. Johnny’s comment caused you to tense up completely, the tears now beginning to drop slowly down your cheeks. Johnny showed no acknowledgment to this and began shouting again.
“All the time I see you walkin’ around base like a lost puppy, as if you cannae cope without me there. It’s pathetic y/n”. Taking a deep breath, you looked Soap in the eyes and answered, “That really hurt me”. Your voice wavered slightly but you refused to give Johnny the satisfaction of breaking down completely in front of him.
“I’m glad” he sneered, venom lacing his every word. Even if he was drunk, it wasn’t like Soap to act or talk like this with anyone, especially someone who he claimed to love just a few weeks ago. You felt your chest getting heavier and heavier the longer you stared into Soap's dead eyes, no real emotion present apart from anger. The audacity he had to stand in front of you and play it off as if he had a right to be mad. As you were collecting the files back up and clutching them under your arm, you spoke to Soap for the last time that night. He'd suddenly seemed like he'd gathered his thoughts together and looked like he was attempting to sober himself up.
"Before this relationship is over, I need to hear it from you... did you sleep with her?" you questioned. Although you knew it to be true, there was still that doubt and hope which lingered in the air. Hope that maybe the man you loved didn't break his promise and that he didn't sleep with someone else. Johnny's head lowered down as he mumbled his reply.
With that, you pushed past Soap and made your way out of the room to find Price so you could occupy your mind on the upcoming mission rather than your break up. Johnny couldn't move his feet, the reality of your words fogging his mind. It was really over...
———— ENDING 1 (Forgiving Soap) ————
Finally, Hassan was dead and the 141 could enjoy a well deserved break. Los Vaqueros had even joined you all together in the bar to celebrate, everyone in their element. You were sat at the bar, waiting for another drink when you saw Soap from your peripheral vision coming towards you. Awkwardly, you moved your legs slightly away and made yourself look busy with the nearly empty glass in your hand.
It'd been a while since your last interaction with Soap, that being the sour break up between the both of you. The day after your split, you were strictly professional with Soap whenever you needed to communicate but apart from that, you tried your best to avoid him. It was still painful to see Soap after all the pain he'd inflicted on you but what hurt the most was the fact that for some reason, he still owned a piece of your heart.
As soon as you broke away from your thoughts, you noticed that Soap had taken the seat which was next to you, a scotch in one of his hands. He looked quite well... as well as he could be. His hair was slightly longer and overgrown while his smile was still the same one you fell in love with. Cuts and scars were littered on his hands and forearm and his hands looked more calloused then you remembered. The smell of his cologne filled the air, reminding you of how much you missed him.
"Not a fan of big crowds?"
Soap's voice made you jolt slightly and look up at his face. He was looking back at you with a friendly smile and soft eyes. You simply nodded and went to turn away until he spoke again.
"You look well, bonnie" he smiled, quickly sipping his drink before setting it down. The nickname he'd used for you during your time dating slipped past his lips so naturally, it made you wince. Soap, noticing your reaction, sighed and rubbed his eyes. Silence filled the air around you, tension thickening with every passing second. Deciding to try ease the tension, you addressed the main question on your mind.
"So where's your girlfriend? I would've expected you to be together tonight" you questioned, quickly giving the bartender a smile when he slid you your drink. "Nope, no girlfriend..." Soap answered, swirling his glass. You stared up at his face, puzzled.
"What about the nurse back at base? The one you..." you couldn't bare to finish the sentence, the heart ache was still raw. Soap cleared his throat nervously, playing with the fabric of his jeans. "I... I cut all connection to her the same night you left. So no girlfriend... what about you? Got a boyfriend?". Even though he knew he didn't deserve you, there was a shred of hope that maybe you didn't have a boyfriend so maybe you could try again.
Smiling you answered, "Nope, no boyfriend..."
"I'm surprised y/n, you're amazing..." Soap chuckled, looking at you with a relaxed yet joyful expression. He placed a caring hand on top of yours before continuing. "I just want to say how sorry I am for the hurt I caused you... and I was wondering if there was a chance in forgiveness and maybe one day trying again? I really love you y/n and I've missed you like crazy".
This is exactly why you didn't want to see Soap. Because you knew that he could easily try and charm you back into his warm and loving arms again. However, you weren't going to let it happen so easily. Curling your fingers around his hand, you swiveled around in your chair so you were sat nearly face to face.
"Listen Soap... I'm not going to pretend that what happened that night didn't ruin my image for you as a partner. You really hurt me and I'll never forget that so please understand." Soap simply nodded, feeling like this was it for you two completely. "But, despite that... I am willing to forgive you for what you did and maybe later in the future try again. However I will say that you'll need to work twice as hard to gain my full trust and respect. It's not going to come easy." you assured, a serious expression plastered on your face as you cradled his hands. Soap couldn't help the wide grin that eased onto his face. He didn't care that he'd have to put in extra effort to gain your trust because all of that would be worth it for you. Heck, he'd do pretty much anything you'd ask him to as long as that meant you would give him a second shot.
Soap then raised your hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss atop your knuckles. "I assure you bonnie that I will not let you go."
———— ENDING 2 (Getting with someone else) ————
The warm sun was smiling down Las Almas, encouraging the cheerful attitude among the soldiers around you. Everyone seemed to be in their zone, taking it easy for the day. You were particularly cheerful today because you'd gotten word that Price and a few others from Task 141 were coming to Las Almas for an upcoming mission. Price didn't mention the names of the people who were going and you wondered if maybe Soap would be there.
It had been a while since you last saw Soap. Price had put you on a few missions which didn't require you to interact much with the mohawk man and you were very thankful for that. The majority of these required you to go to Las Almas so Price made the decision to have you stay with Los Vaqueros until the rest of 141 were needed. However your first few weeks in Las Almas were tough considering you had just had a recent breakup with a man you once thought of as your soulmate.
Your current boyfriend, Alejandro, was aware of this and took every step necessary to make sure you were happy and comfortable with his squad and himself. The connection between you and Alejandro grew quite quickly when you first met in Las Almas and you confided in him about your breakdown with Soap. Alejandro made you feel special and loved every day around base even before officially dating; giving you a flower he'd picked while on a quick mission and writing sweet comments on a scrap piece of paper which he'd leave on your pillow. Even after the rough ending of your relationship with Soap, Alejandro made you realise how much more you deserved and proved it to you every day with small gestures.
After a few months of your time with your current boyfriend, you were finally able to put your past with Soap behind you. There were no more heartaches whenever you thought about him , no more tears whenever you pictured him sleeping with the other woman. No more Johnny MacTavish.
"Y/N! There you are!" You heard Alejandro call for you. Turning around you saw him jogging towards you, a flower in hand. He was such a sweetheart and you couldn't suppress the grin which was slowly forming on your face. "For you, mi amor".
"Alejandro, you're so sweet! It's beautiful, thank you handsome" you giggled, leaning up to give him a quick peck on his lips. Alejandro smiled back at you and tucked the flower in your vest. "Anything for you." he said, placing his hands on either side of your head and giving you a kiss which lasted slightly longer than the first one. It wasn't until you heard a gruff voice call your name that you broke away from Alejandro, scanning your eyes along the base to find Price walking towards you both.
"Price!" you called back, practically running towards him with your arms open. Price was quick to accept your hug, his hands resting on your back with a small smile stretched across his lips. Pulling away you stared up at Price happy to see him. His hands then clasped around your shoulders briefly before falling to his side. "Good to see you, kid."
"Likewise captain" you chuckled. As you looked behind him you saw Ghost slowly making his way over with a relatively smaller man who you identified nearly immediately as Soap. From a quick glance, his hair seemed slightly longer and his body language suggested he was quite tired. Alejandro must've recognised him because you soon felt the presence of your boyfriend standing beside you, his hand reaching down to gently lace his fingers with yours. It was comforting to know that he was there with you in case seeing Soap got too much for you.
However when you finally came face to face with him after months of no contact, you didn't feel anything. No sadness, no anger, no guilt, no excitement. There was nothing there and perhaps that was a good thing. "Ghost, it's great to see you again" you said, nodding at the 6'4 man. Ghost merely nodded back a gave a bleak answer of "And you, y/n."
Looking at Soaps face, you gave him a friendly smile and greeted him just like the others. "It's nice to see you again. You look well, Soap". Johnny winced at the sound of you using his code name which went undetected by everyone else apart from Ghost. Over the course of your past relationship, he was so used to hearing you call him 'Johnny' and he loved it. But he soon realised he'd need to grow accustomed to the professional relationship you two would have now that you're working on the same mission.
"Anyways, let me introduce you to Colonel Alejandro Vargas, he's the head of the Mexican Special Forces Los Vaqueros" you began, motioning towards the man next to you who gave a wave with the hand which was still intertwined with your fingers "and his second in command Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra, who is currently elsewhere around the base."
Price and Ghost began making small talk with the Colonel but Soap was too busy looking at your hand which was linked with Alejandro. He knew he'd see you here but he didn't know how much it'd pain him to see you with someone else. After your break up, he was training himself twice as hard to try distract his mind from you. Johnny despised himself for what he did to you and he knew you deserved someone so much better than him. Still he couldn't help the tightening feeling in his chest when he saw the loving gaze you held with your new boyfriend; the same gaze you once looked at him with... and he took that for granted.
"Right well why don't we all move inside so we can talk about the upcoming mission." Alejandro announced, briefly letting go of your hand before pulling you into his side as he began leading Price, Ghost and Soap inside. On the way inside, Soap could hear the nicknames that were flowing out of Alejandro's mouth which were causing you to blush. Despite the pain Soap was in seeing you happy and content with someone else, he was also pleased you had found someone who could make you happier then he ever did. With that, he continued on smiling his way through the day and kept reminding himself that as long as you were happy, he was happy for you.
———— ENDING 3 ( Not forgiving Soap, never getting back together)———— Not forgiving Soap, never getting back together
Throughout the course of the next few months, you were keeping yourself busy with any missions which were available and constantly running errands for Price so you could avoid the mohawk man. No one bothered to ask either you or Soap about what happened, not wanting to start any unnecessary drama. The only people who knew the ins and outs of what happened apart from you and Soap were Price and Ghost. As soon as you left the room that night, Soap went to confide in his masked friend who told him something very obvious; that he was a complete bellend.
Soap wanted to try and make it u to you and hopefully win you back. He'd already cut ties with the woman he slept with and went to Price straight after to convince him to fire her. Price did fire her but as a favour to you, not to Soap. Once that was out of the way, Soap began trying to find ways to try and charm you. These included him giving you random shit he found around base which 'made him think of you', giving you a load of compliments and doing any tasks for you as a favour.
Nonetheless you were still very upset and majorly pissed off how Soap believed that he could just make all of this go away with a simple pet name and gift. It wasn't until he'd practically cornered you into an empty briefing room that you snapped.
"Just fucking leave me alone Soap! I don't want to see you!" you yelled, hands flying everywhere as a gesture of your rising anger. Soap simply stared back at you, trying to play innocent.
"What? I don't understand, bonnie-". You cut him off with a sudden shout.
"No. You don't get to call me one of your cute pet names because we're no longer together Soap and you can thank yourself and that fucking nurse for that". A deafening silence filled the room, neither of you daring to speak after you mentioned her.
All you could do was stare straight into Soaps eyes, your chest heaving as your hands were balled into fists at our sides. There was nothing you wanted more than to leave the room and desert Soap but you wanted to make it extremely clear how you felt. Another minute had passed until Soap spoke up.
"I've been trying Y/n, I really have! I was hoping that maybe you'd give me the opportunity to explain myself, soberly and forgive me... then maybe you could give 'us' another shot?" Soap questioned, searching your eyes for any kind of reaction. "There is no 'us', Soap." Johnny felt himself sink down sightly but when you began walking towards him, he felt himself having to bite back a smile. He believed that you were going to forgive him for his stupid mistake and finally be in his arms again.
You came very close to Soap, the feeling of his breath on your face. Soap felt the temptation to lean down and kiss you; claim you again as his. But that temptation was soon broken when you whispered in his ear "I will never forgive you." before turning back around and leaving both the room and Soap.
