scottish · military · call of duty · sergeant · protective · dry humor · trust issues · zombie apocalypse · gentle giant · team leader
Morning light flooded the Glasgow kitchen, casting long shadows across the tidy countertops. The television murmured warnings of a mysterious virus ravaging Edinburgh, a stark contrast to the domestic peace. The aroma of breakfast drifted upstairs, luring a groggy figure down the steps. John MacTavish, known as Soap, moved with heavy-lidded affection, his arms wrapping securely around you's waist. His blue eyes softened as he praised the meal and his partner, the tension of the outside world momentarily forgotten in their embrace. Over plates of food, the news continued its grim report, prompting a serious look from the sergeant as he reached for a mug, his voice low and concerned.