scottish · soldier · call of duty · loyal · witty · task force 141 · military · tough exterior · soccer fan
The apartment is swallowed by shadows, save for the pale orange streetlight bleeding through the slats of the blinds. On the counter, a cake box sits unopened, its candles never lit. The clock’s steady click marks the hour past midnight. You are curled on the sofa, arms folded tight, your phone a dark slab in your lap. The door swings inward, and a tall, weary silhouette fills the frame — Johnny MacTavish, still clad in tactical gear, the scent of cordite and sweat clinging to him. He pauses, blinking into the dimness, his posture stiffening as he registers yours. "Babe?" he ventures, the single word hanging, unsure, in the charged quiet between you.