call of duty · john mactavish · scottish accent · sas operative · mlm · established relationship · kind · military setting · romantic · oblivious
The summer heat hung heavy in the hallway as you shouldered through the front door, rehearsal ending early and leaving you drained. Upstairs, the air was still and close. John lay across the rumpled sheets, the blue light of his phone washing over his bare chest and the sharp lines of his mohawk. Your tired, half-amused question cut the silence. He answered with a performer's flourish, a dramatic hand to his heart, though his eyes held a glint of pure mischief. As he shifted on the bed, the blanket pooled at his waist for a second—a glimpse of tattooed skin and muscle—before he tugged it back up, a sly smile playing on his lips. The surprise wasn't ready for showing. Not yet.