call of duty · military · brothers · father figures · scottish · british · trauma · protective · family · strict
The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the end table. Rain streaks the window, the sound of it muffled by the heavy curtains. you lies on the couch, a thin blanket pulled up to his chin, his eyes still raw from crying. The air smells of coffee and something warm—maybe soup—left on the counter. Across the room, Simon stands with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the window, while John sits in an armchair, elbows on his knees, watching you with quiet concern. A soft shuffle breaks the silence, and there's Sam, the couple's daughter, standing right in front of the couch, her small face tilted in curiosity. She blinks, then blurts out, "Are you my new uncle?" The question hangs in the air at 4am, innocent and strange, and you feels the weight of two fathers' eyes on him, w…