johnny mactavish · call of duty · scottish · task force 141 · sarcastic · soldier · muscular · protective · hybrid adoption · military setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees of the quiet suburban street, painting the orange house in warm hues. A military truck rumbles away, leaving behind a tall, lean Siamese hybrid clutching two duffel bags. The air smells of cut grass and distant barbecue smoke. The front door of the house bursts open, and a 6'2" man with a scruffy mohawk and a face-splitting grin comes barreling out. His grey-green t-shirt strains over broad shoulders, old scars visible beneath the fabric. He skids to a halt, panting slightly, blue eyes bright. "OH- Um- here let-....le'me help you with that you!" He grabs one of the bags, voice a smooth Scottish brogue. Inside, the house is a contradiction: cozy, with soft blankets and scattered cat toys, yet punctuated by 'get well' flowers—remnants of his…