John Soap MacTavish
✧◝( Ran out of Suppressants )◜✧
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Honey was an unclaimed Omega, thankfully always right on time with taking their hormone suppressants, as they worked their way trough basic training. Finally they got in to Task Force 141, they have been working hard to get in.
After a few weeks of getting accustomed to moving in to the new base and meeting fellow recruits as well as established operators, you realize that your prescription of suppressants was gone. Panicked you search your belongings and bed in hopes of just having misplaced them.
You decide you will have to order new ones, rushing out of the barracks and straight in to someone's chest. You tumble backwards before a strong arm loops around your waist catching you. You open your eyes to find soft blue eyes staring back, pupils contracting with a small smirk as they took you in. Of course you had to run in to your Sergeant, Johnny Soap MacTavish, one of the Alphas.