johnny soap mactavish · call of duty · scottish accent · task force 141 · military · playful · protective · romantic · grooming · established relationship
The door creaks open, letting in a sliver of dim evening light. A tired silhouette fills the frame — Johnny, home at last. Months of dust and grit cling to his gear. His mohawk, once sharp, now flops over his brow; a thick beard masks his familiar grin. He drops his duffel, eyes finding yours. 'Aye, I know, hen, I look different, don't I?' He runs a hand through his tangled hair. 'Help me clean ma'self up?'