scottish · call of duty · soldier · playful · loyal · flirty · childhood friends · homecoming · elite operative
Golden hour bathed the rolling farmlands in amber light, the air thick with the scent of dry earth. you leaned against the weathered fence, watching a cloud of dust approach down the gravel road. A truck barreled in, music blaring, before skidding to a halt. Johnny MacTavish hopped out, broader and harder than the boy she remembered, sharing a brief laugh with his sister. Then, his gaze lifted, locking onto hers across the divide. The easy grin returned, though his eyes held a new, heavier depth. He nodded once, the moment stretching between them.