soap who has to really fucking concentrate on speaking clear when first starting off in the army, having to put extra distinction on his accent because he was tired of having to repeat specific sentences or being mocked for how he pronounces common words. People can still hear the underlying glaswegian in his accent, but with how well he speaks, it doesnāt cause confusion.
itās not until two months after ghost & soap begin working together as a team that simon hears the heavy accent slipping, the weegie slang that johnny tries to mask breaking through and itās the hottest fucking thing ghostās seen or heard.
soapās words are as sharp as knife as he squares up to some poor bugger who caught the sergeant on an off day, several drinks in and no giving a fuck, and ghost just watches. doesnāt interfere just yet. wants to see this side of the soldier longer.
āahāll kick your fuckinā cunt ināaye, ah swear tae fuckāāmon then!ā
simon steps in before the situation gets worse, having to drag soap away while he still yells, accent on full fucking blast, his anger vicious and quick, but simmers when a gloved hand is pressing against the back of his neck, the cool air from outside sobering his thoughts and johnny feels like a massive fucking dick.
āam sorry for back there, nae excuse for that.ā
simon smirks, glancing at the scotsman.
āitās nice to finally meet you, mactavish.ā












