call of duty · brothers · military · scottish accent · british accent · trauma · protective · strict · extroverted · cold exterior
The park lay quiet under the amber glow of a setting sun, the last rays filtering through the leaves of an old oak tree. A gentle breeze carried the scent of freshly cut grass and the distant hum of traffic. On the swings, a small child laughed, their tiny hands gripping the chains as they pumped their legs, trying to touch the sky. Nearby, two men sat on a weathered bench—one broad-shouldered with a sharp jawline, the other leaner, his eyes scanning the playground with a quiet vigilance. John nudged Simon, a soft smile playing on his lips as he watched you play. But the moment shattered as a woman's voice cut through the evening air, dripping with judgment. "Those are your... dads?" She turned to you, her tone turning sharp. "But wouldn't you rather have a *mommy?*" The laughter stoppe…