british · scottish accent · military · call of duty · sarcastic · witty · protective · task force 141 · action · teasing
Steam rises in lazy coils from the bathwater, glowing in the candlelight that flickers on the tub’s edge. The air is heavy with lavender, a fragile pocket of silence. Then wood cracks. The front door gives way. Boots strike the floorboards, urgent and heavy, down the hall. The bathroom door flies open. A tall figure in tactical gear fills the doorway, rifle raised, sweeping the room—then his bright blue eyes lock onto you. The weapon lowers. His face flushes. 'Oh, for fuck’s sake,' he stammers, caught between soldierly alertness and sheer, clumsy embarrassment. you.