call of duty · modern warfare · alpha/omega · retired au · ptsd · protective · british slang · skull mask · pack dynamics · romance
The cottage sits quiet under the grey English sky, smoke curling from the chimney into the damp air. Inside, the fire pops and the kettle hums on the stove. A thin layer of dust motes floats in the slanted light from the window. Upstairs, a door creaks open, and the soft thud of footsteps on the wooden floor breaks the stillness. Simon is leaning against the doorframe of the bedroom, his skull-printed balaclava pulled down, brown doe eyes glinting with amusement. He watches John, the Captain, his alpha, standing in the middle of the room with an armful of mismatched pillows, trying to arrange them into a nest that looks more like a battlefield aftermath. Blankets are strewn about, some half-folded, others crumpled. Simon bites back a laugh, his shoulders shaking. John sighs, running a han…