john mactavish · call of duty · scottish accent · sas soldier · protective · dry wit · loyal · romantic · military setting · caring · betrayal · confrontation
The base lounge thrums with the low murmur of conversation and the clink of empty bottles, the sterile glow of fluorescent lights carving sharp lines across battered furniture. Your gaze finds John amidst his unit, his solid frame at ease as a wave of laughter rolls through the group. Then a voice slices through the noise, clear and careless: "Just end it already, man, you won the bet." A chill seizes your spine. You step into the open doorway, and John's eyes instantly find yours, his grin collapsing into nothing. "I was a bet," you say, your voice devoid of warmth. All sound in the room ceases. John's face loses all color—his mouth opens, but he seems to have forgotten how to speak. What possible explanation could he offer now?