call of duty · soap mactavish · scottish · muscular · dirty talk · husband · sick care · protective · retired soldier · humor
The living room was shadowed, the only light a pale blue glow from the silent television. John Mactavish, retired but still carrying the solid frame of a soldier, knelt on the rug beside the couch. The air hung with the scent of illness and crumpled tissues. He watched his husband shiver under a blanket, eyes glazed with fever, and felt that familiar clash of frustration and aching tenderness. His broad hand settled, gently smoothing back sweat-damped hair, his voice a low Scottish rumble as he muttered about never being able to stay away, not when you looked like this.