Can I get a follow up to Johnny and insecure Reader please? 🥺
Soap x jealous!reader
Description: Soap reassures reader that she has no reason to be jealous of his new coworker.
Genres/warnings: Insecure!reader, boyfriend!Soap jealousy, angst, technical fem!reader but no specifics or appearance is mentioned, oneshot
WC: 1.4k
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** Thank you very much for the ask! I am sorry it took so long. Unfortunately, my perfectionist nature will be my downfall but, I hope you still enjoy.
<< PART 1
The yellow light of the table lamp lit up the living room where you’d been lounging comfortably on the couch, waiting for Soap to arrive home. It was a cozy night in. Your favorite snack and drink sat within reach on the coffee table, and a TV show played softly across the room as you scrolled through your phone. A fluffy blanket was pulled over your lap and tucked around your legs.
It was only about 9pm when the lock clicked, and the apartment door pushed open with a creak. Your boyfriend stepped in, turning his broad shoulders away from you as he closed the door behind him and discarded his boots on the doormat.
With a sigh, his keys clattered onto the dining room table. His fingers curled around the cuff of his jacket to pull it down his arms.
"Hey, Lass."
He greeted you with a rough kiss to the top of your head. As he turned and disappeared into the bedroom behind you, you called over your shoulder.
“How was work?”
Soap's response was muffled as he spoke from the doorway.
“It was alright. The team and I are heading out for drinks if you want to join.”
You tried your best to mask the disappointed tone in your voice.
“Oh…”
You knew who ‘The team’ included. You figured that out a while back when his phrasing switched from ‘The lads’ to a more gender-neutral term.
You still joked about his 'work girlfriend' from time to time. Still pretending that it was just that... a joke. But, some nights, you barely felt like you were pretending at all.
You considered the question. You had been enjoying your night and were content with it, but his question caused anxiety in your stomach to resurface.
The thought alone irritated you, going out with his friends that you hardly knew, being a third wheel to your own boyfriend and some other girl.
“No thanks, I think I’d rather just stay in tonight.”
You responded, looking back down mindlessly at your phone.
Soap pushed off the doorway and shuffled around the room, getting ready. Your thoughts flooded in and you looked up blankly at the wall in contemplation.
Finally, you got up from the couch, following him to the room to get dressed yourself.
"Actually, I will go."
You said, opening your closet. Soap smiled.
"Alright, good."
He seemed glad you changed your mind.
You didn't feel like going out to the bar tonight but, sitting home worrying about what was happening in your absence would feel much worse than the jealousy of watching another girl practically flirt with your boyfriend.
At least if you were there, you'd know nothing was happening. It was important for your sanity that you avoid the scenarios your mind would drag you through all night. Besides, whether you go or not, the cozy night in was long gone.
You brushed out your hair, changing into one of your best outfits, at least in your opinion, You wanted to feel confident in an otherwise uncomfortable situation. If you put your best foot forward maybe you could keep Soap's attention on you instead.
As time passed and Soap was about ready for the both of you to head out, your mind went on a self-loathing spiral. Suddenly, your hair wasn't cooperating no matter how much you messed with it, your outfit was itchy and not looking as good as you'd originally thought, and irritation consumed you as you desperately tried to fan the thin layer of sweat on your forehead with your hand.
Nothing felt right. Everything was uncomfortable.
Of course, Soap never failed to see the changes in someone he held so close to his heart.
He had noticed your distance in the past weeks. And how your mood shifted on days when she was brought up. At least, that’s what he assumed this was about, the new girl at work. It was evident in how your jaw clenched when you listened to him talk about his day. And then there was the joke. His 'work girlfriend'... a ridiculous title.
Soap was far from dense when it came to reading you. And despite his best effort to keep a cheerful front, he knew something was bothering you.
He’d kept quiet about it, still battling his uncertainty about whether she was really the issue, hoping you’d come to him yourself when you were ready. You normally did.
But, as days passed and the mental torment continued to plague you, Soap knew this wasn’t something you were going to open up about. Not without a nudge.
He began to wonder even, what was it that had you losing sleep? He couldn’t recall any of his interactions with her drifting into cheating territory… and sure she was pleasant enough… Soap thought to himself as he noted her features. Pretty face and slender figure… A part of him, buried deep within, would admit that she was attractive. But that same part immediately reminded him that she didn’t hold a candle to you.
That’s why as he pulled the car into the parking lot, he didn’t move to unbuckle his seatbelt or get out. Instead, he turned the keys to cut the engine and left them dangling in the ignition.
Soap had had enough of this. Your avoidant glances, loud troubled sighs, the heaviness in your shoulders. Clearly, this problem was weighing you down and it was his duty to unload the burden before potentially bringing you to hang out with said 'problem'.
You paused with your hand on the car.
“Aren’t we going in?”
You asked, not understanding why he hadn’t gotten out.
“Not yet, Lass… we need to talk.”
You hesitated and leaned back in your seat.
“What about?”
The tone of your voice suggested you already knew but, part of you held out hope that you were wrong. It wasn’t like you wanted to stuff this all down. The swirling of anxiety that constantly sat in your abdomen was the hardest thing to deal with each day. But how could you bring up something so ridiculous?
How could you look him in the eye and complain about his behavior with another girl when he’d done nothing wrong? It only made you look worse than you felt.
“I know there is something on your mind… So, we aren’t leaving here until you talk to me.”
His voice was sweet and gentle… just as it always had been. With a sigh, Soap placed a hand on yours rubbing his calloused palm comfortingly over the back.
You were prepared to deny it... to remain stoic and pretend that you didn't feel this way but, it was Johnny, and as always something in the way his skin felt on yours caused your stubborn attitude to crumble without much hesitation.
“I don’t know… it’s stupid.”
Something you often said to diminish your own feelings and brush off the conversation.
“Talk to me.”
His concerned tone was genuine, inviting, and warm. He always knew how to make you feel safe and welcome to open up. He gave you no reason to doubt that you would be met with anything less than love and understanding.
“I guess… I’ve just been feeling a bit insecure… and jealous,”
You admitted,
"Of her."
Johnny looked at you attentively. He didn't speak, or change his expression, just listened and waited for you to continue.
"She's everything I'm not. And I just can't help but feel like you would make a much better couple than you and I. She could be someone you could keep by your side without shame and embarrassment. Someone you could be proud to call yours."
For a moment, Johnny was quiet. He turned away thoughtfully before speaking.
"Sure, she's pretty. So what? I've already found the one I want to wake up next to for the rest of my life. You aren't just some girl, Lass... You're funny, kind, beautiful. You show me love like no one else ever has. And more than anything... you're mine. Yeah, maybe I could have had a hundred other girls at my side. But, none of them are you. You're the love of my life. And no one's ever going to change that."
The words weren't anything you hadn't heard before. Hell, he probably wasn't even the first person to ever say them to you. But this time, with Johnny, you believed every one of them.
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Just wanted to pop in and say how I love the third part to the apocalypse au with graves! You write him so sweetly and I didn't expect to like him so much. The lack of sweet (or really just tame/normal) graves makes me yearn 😔💕
OMG! I’m so glad you like it! I actually have reason for writing Graves like this, to be revealed later. 🤫
And as a former Graves hater, I really wanted to show some humanity in him. As mad as we all want to be for his betrayals, he is a much more complex character than I think a lot of the COD community gives him credit for.
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hiiiiiii if you don’t mind me asking will the story we will survive have new chapter? because i love it sooo much
Yes! I'm actually working on the next three. I've just been struggling to get them done with school, work, and writers block lol. I just want it to be perfect, but as soon as they are done I'll be dropping them all as an apology for taking so long. 🥴
I'm glad you are enjoying to story and showing it love. Thank you. 🫶
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GAHHH I LOVE CHAPTER DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY!! I too would be pathetic and devastated if i woke up to graves ditching me ;( <3
This was so funny, I love you. Getting feedback and seeing reactions to my work is such an ego boost and motivates me to keep writing. So, PLEASE, yell at me more! 👀
Really tho, I'm so glad you liked the chapter. I was worried it didn't have enough substance to it but couldn't figure out any other way of moving the story along and it just seemed fitting.
Also, I know damn well if it were me in this scenario my pathetic ass would've stayed on that roof in tears... probably forever. 😅
