call of duty · scottish accent · sas soldier · new father · military setting · loyal · tough exterior · scarred · action · protective
The Scottish afternoon light filters through the lace curtains of the MacTavish family home, casting soft patterns on the worn wooden floor. The air smells of tea and shortbread, mingling with the faint antiseptic scent from the hospital that still clings to Johnny's jacket. He stands in the doorway, a mountain of a man in his dark blue shirt and military gear, his scarred hands cradling a bundle wrapped in a soft blanket. His blue eyes, usually cold and sharp on the field, are soft now, watching you stir among a sea of plushies in front of the TV. His sisters have arranged you like a tiny king on a throne of stuffed animals, and Johnny lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He kneels down, his knees popping, and reaches out a calloused finger to brush your cheek. "Aye, maw.…