Tries his Luck
Summary; Johnny clocks you walking into the office. He's not too pleased when a new recruit attempts to flirt with his wife Pairing; Johnny "Soap" McTavish x wife!FemaleReader WordCount; 539 Warnings; One swear word A/N; Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider
Johnny flexes his knuckles. His concentration has gone from his stack of paperwork. Inhale. Exhale. Johnny reminded himself this was not the place to lose his temper.
No one would blame him. Some people had no respect. No moral code to live by. Something he'd learned about the recruit in front of him.
Johnny would teach him. Slowly, methodically and painfully. He'd make sure he'd struggle through the recruitment process.
Lesson one; do not flirt with a superior wife. More specifically his wife.
Johnny wasn't blind. He knew why men flocked to you. Beautiful, funny, smart, friendly. Delectable in any piece of clothing gracing your body.
However, the ring on your finger should have acted as a deterrent. You were off limits. The recruit didn't seem to care or perhaps he was completely oblivious.
"Aye Si, whose the recruit over there flirting with my Mrs?" Johnny questioned as he pushed his chair away from the desk and stood up. Approaching the masked man within a few steps.
"Stevenson I think. Why?"
"Just prefer to know the name of the man before I threaten him" Simon chuckled as Johnny departed from him. Johnny stalked his prey, slowly making his way towards you.
Stevenson wasn't aware of the hell he was about to endure.
"Aye lass, what brings you to this side of the office? Bringing me something tasty to eat I hope" Johnny winked. You struggled to maintain eye contact because of Johnny's sneaky innuendo.
"Actually I-"
"I was helping her locate Captain Price's office. Sir, she has some important paperwork to sign." Johnny's jaw clenched. First, he was flirting with you. Now he's attempting to speak for you.
"She's been to the Cap'n's office plenty of times before. I'm sure she knows the way. Secondly, I was asking her, not you" Johnny growled.
"The lady is busy, Sir"
"Are you giving me orders recruit? Do I need to ask permission to speak to my wife?" Stevenson paled. As white as a ghost. For a moment, he'd presumed the revelation had done the trick.
"She still has a job to do Sir"
Perhaps not.
"You didn't seem concerned with her job for the past twenty minutes. While you were ogling and flirting with my wife."
"I think you're blinded by your insecurities Sir" The cheeky little shit. Johnny moved towards Stevenson. Yet your palm rested on his chest. You didn't push him away but halted his movements.
"Johnny don't. He's just attempting to antagonize you. It's a foolish idea. Especially since he is your drill sergeant this afternoon. Alongside, Lieutenant Reily."
"I'm sorry what?" Stevenson's eyes suddenly drifted between Johnny and Simon.
"You heard the lady, recruit. Oh, I should warn you. Her last name is McTavish now, her Maiden name was Reily. I'd rest up while you can. You're gonna it." Stevenson fleed almost leaving tracks on the floor. Johnny smiled when you broke out in hysterics.
"I've got to get this to John. Then I can give you guys the pastries I brought you." Johnny smiled as he watched you walk away. Every year it was the same process, and every year you two enjoyed watching the recruit flee when they found out who you were related to.
