#soap.

John ‘Soap’ Mactavish and you have been dating for quite awhile now, so long in fact you two aren’t even dating, you’re married.

You two got married about five months ago and when you thought your loving husband was clingy when you guys were dating, increase that by tenfold. That man is constantly touching you, holding your hand, holding your hips in both of his hands, grabbing/smacking your ass.

Right now however, you’re picking at some candy left on the coffee table, Johnny had insisted that he absolutely couldn’t get comfortable. One thing led to another, you’re both shirtless and pants less, only wearing your underwear, his head laid on your chest and pinned under the man.

You don’t mind being pinned under the man, but right now? He was snoring as loud as a damn chainsaw and looked to be drooling a bit, you were half tempted to just wake him up just so he’d shut the hell up. You love the man, but by god he is LOUD, annoying and very clingy.

“Honey bear,” you said after a few moments. Silence met you and then a loud snore. “Sweetheart,” you said a moment later after he was silent again. The same thing, silence then some loud snoring. “Johnnnnyyy dear,” you hummed, running your hand through his hair for a few moments. Still didn’t wake up, and still snoring loudly. “John?” You said, poking at him as you picked at the candy some more.

“Mactavish.” You said loudly before you just picked up his head and lightly shook it, getting a sleepy grin from your husband. He laid his head back down and then nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “Wa’ I snorin’?” He mumbled out slowly with a yawn.

“Very loudly, mister. You were dreaming?” You guessed as you moved to play with his hair lovingly, “Mmm, a wee lil bairn.” He grumbled out and you could feel him have a (presumably) big and goofy grin on his face. He was still pressing his face to your skin, trying to get as comfortable as he could.

“A baby?” You hummed, moving his head so you could hear him clearer. He nodded with a silly smile, “yeah, you all plump with a lil’ bairn, always wanted ‘em.” He said after a moment, kissing your neck until he sat up slowly. He stretched while sitting in your lap.

You set your hands on his legs and smiled, “Maybe at some point, I would love some with you though.” You hummed after a moment. He gave you a cheeky grin, “Should I make us coffee?” He offered then ever so “elegantly” rolled off the couch.

You let a laugh out at your husband who got up and went to the kitchen to make you and him some coffee. “Let me guess, way too much milk and sugar so it’s not even coffee?” Johnny called out, getting a no worded response, only the middle finger.

He let a laugh out, “So a yes?” He asked, “Don’ gotta respond.” He added with a snort as he made the coffee. He simply shook his head and moved on, making coffee for the two of you.

A little milk and some sugar for his coffee and too much milk and sugar for yours. He came back over to you with two mugs, sitting down with a groan, “Here ya go sweets.” He cooed, handing your coffee to you.

He pressed a kiss to your lips, a smile dancing on his lips. He began to sip at his coffee while you sipped on your own. You shifted a blanket over the two of you and snuggled up together, holding your mugs of coffee close to your chests.

“A beautiful day to spend it with my beautiful spouse.” He cooed as he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. You simply just smiled and leaned against him. “I love you.” You said quietly, shutting your eyes as you lifted your mug to finish the rest of your coffee.

“Love you too.” He hummed to you, smiling cheekily as he rested his head on top of yours, taking your mug to set it on the coffee table. He sipped a little more at his coffee before finishing it, the mug joined yours on the table.