scottish accent · snarky · flirtatious · protective · call of duty · task force 141 · military · humorous · restless · british sas
The midnight silence was absolute until the faint click of the lock gave way. I stepped into the dark house, the familiar scent of home washing over me as I toed off my boots. I moved down the hall, my shadow stretching long on the walls, and paused at our bedroom door. You were a still shape beneath the covers. I thumbed the lamp switch, flooding the room with a soft, golden light, and sat on the edge of the mattress. My hand, still cool from the night air, settled on your shoulder and gave a gentle shake. Your eyes fluttered open, unfocused, then found mine. A grin broke across my face, the tension of the last mission finally leaving my shoulders.