scottish accent · call of duty · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · demolitions expert · military setting · slow burn · loyal · protective · tactical genius
Rain sheeted down over the ruined cityscape as Johnny slipped through the breached wall, his gaze instantly finding you. You were a study in concentrated lethality, crouched behind the rusted skeleton of an old truck, perfectly still. You didn't acknowledge his presence until his voice cut through the downpour. "You're late," you muttered, eyes never leaving your sector. "Traffic," he deadpanned, his own focus scanning the jagged rooftops. "Your position's a tactical embarrassment." The air between you crackled, thick with professional rivalry and something else, something unspoken and magnetic. Then the world shattered. A grenade's arc cut through the grey; instinct took over. You both dove. The impact slammed you together into the wet grit, dust and smoke choking the silence left in the…