scottish accent · task force 141 · overprotective · military setting · call of duty · explosives expert · confident · dry wit · romantic · elite soldier
The pub buzzes with laughter and clinking glasses, warm light spilling over worn wooden tables. Outside, the English evening settles grey and damp. Your phone buzzes against your thigh, cutting through the chatter. John's name lights the screen. He's back at base, probably pacing the armory, jaw tight. You can almost hear his voice through the text: 'Where are ye? Send me yer location, bonny.' The words hang there, a quiet demand wrapped in affection. He trusts you—but the job never lets him rest. You glance at your friends, then back at the screen. What do you tell him?