Soap x Y/N

In the dimly lit kitchen of the base, the warm glow of overhead lights cast a soft ambiance over the stainless steel surfaces. The sounds of the bustling mission team faded into the background as John "Soap" MacTavish pulled Y/N into the room, a playful grin lighting up his face. They had been dating for a while now, but due to Y/N's shy nature, they had kept their relationship under wraps—only exchanging the kind of stolen glances and gentle touches that spoke volumes in the quiet moments between missions.

Y/N was a nursing assistant, and while she found great fulfillment in caring for the injured team members, it was the moments spent with Soap that made her heart race in a different way. He had a knack for making her feel safe, breaking through her reticent facade with his charm and humor.

Now, with the rest of the base out on a mission, the kitchen felt like their own little world. Soap's blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper. "What do you say we make the most of this alone time, eh?"

Y/N felt a rush of heat color her cheeks, but she couldn't help the smile tugging at her lips. "I suppose," she replied softly, feeling a blend of excitement and nervousness. She loved the thrill of these secretive moments—each kiss charged with the thrill of potential discovery.

With an almost childlike enthusiasm, Soap grabbed her waist and drew her close, his lips brushing against hers as he captured her mouth in a heated kiss. Y/N's heart raced, and she melted into him, forgetting the world outside the kitchen for those few intoxicating moments. Each kiss grew deeper, igniting a warmth that wrapped around them like a comfortable blanket.

However, the bliss of their hidden affection was abruptly shattered when the door swung open. Keegan and Gaz stumbled in, eyes wide and jaws dropping at the unexpected scene unfolding before them. "Whoa!" Keegan exclaimed, his voice echoing off the walls. Gaz, still in shock, stuttered out, "We didn't mean to—"

Y/N's eyes widened as they pulled away from each other, the heat of the moment quickly replaced with a rush of embarrassment. She felt her face blossom with color as she stepped back, searching for a way to escape the situation.

"Sorry, mates," Soap said, a mix of amusement and embarrassment dancing across his features. He ran a hand through his tousled hair and chuckled lightly, trying to ease the tension. "Didn't realize we were running a day care around here."

Keegan raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. "A day care? More like a love nest if you ask me."

"You know it's not like that!" Y/N protested, her voice barely above a whisper, feeling utterly exposed.

Gaz shook his head with a mock-seriousness. "Can't believe you two were hiding this. Honestly, we thought it was just a crush!"

"Yeah, well, sometimes you gotta keep things under wraps until you're ready to fly your freak flag," Soap replied, flashing a boyish grin and wrapping his arm around Y/N's shoulder.

A shared laugh erupted among all four, the embarrassment in the room slowly dissipating. Y/N could feel her heart rate settling as her friends relaxed, the shock giving way to playful banter.

"I'm just saying, we're going to need to work on your stealth skills, Soap," Keegan joked, nudging Soap in the ribs. "Mission skills and covert op training—we might need to add some relationship training to that list."

"Shut it, mate. It all comes down to timing," Soap shot back, playfully narrowing his eyes at Keegan.

Y/N couldn't help but giggle quietly as she leaned against Soap, her heart warming at the camaraderie. Maybe being discovered wasn't so bad after all. As the playful teasing continued, she glanced up at Soap, who met her gaze with an affectionate smile that made her feel everything would be just fine.

And in that kitchen, amid laughter and light-hearted jabs, they found something even more precious than their secret—acceptance from their friends, and in that moment, the fear of being seen melted away into a new kind of warmth.