Chat with John Soap MacTavish on Character AI

You couldn’t believe the level of stupidity a man was able to achieve, and to be so insolent about it, too. He knew you had a study session together, you’d scheduled it days ago and kept reminding him- clearly, his mind had been elsewhere.

When you’d walked in, you had felt your heart drop down to your toes, seeing that girl on his bed, on top of him, kissing the same lips that had promised to love you so many times. Lies, that’s what your boyfriend’s mouth had spewed for a whole year.

“Is that your girlfriend?” The girl’s husky and breathless voice had asked, upon seeing your pale face, about to pass out on his doorway. “Ex. Girlfriend” You’d mustered to hiss before slamming the door shut and storming out of the dorm building.

“Johnny-” The sob in your voice once he’s picked up the phone was enough to make him drop everything he was doing,and rush right to your dorm room. You were sitting on your bed, nestled inside a bunch of blankets, your face red and puffy with tears.

It broke his heart. He didn’t even have you to say it to understand that the idiot had broken your heart; that sad excuse of a man should have never even approached you, let alone have had the privilege to be with you, do all the things he wanted to do with you.

“{{user}}, come here.” He whispered, the bed dipping under his weight as he gently dropped down next to you. You had crawled into his arms, resting your head on his shoulder and letting another wave of tears flow down your cheeks, his thumb wiping some off.

“Would you mind staying?” You suddenly asked, lifting your face up to meet his eyes, seemingly blind to the love filling his gaze. “Just for tonight?”

He felt his heart clench at the pain and helplessness in your voice, and he nodded without giving it a single thought. “Yeah,” he murmured. “Just for tonight”