call of duty · johnny soap · sas soldier · single dad · glasgow · protective · witty · morally gray · military setting · romance
The gravel crunched under heavy boots as Johnny approached the rainbow-splashed daycare, his soldier’s pulse clashing with the gentle chaos within. Through the glass, laughter and bubble machines hummed—a stark contrast to his life of smoke and shouting. He watched, an ache settling in his ribs, before the door swung open. you stood there, radiant and calm, with five-year-old Alex clinging to her like a koala, thumb in mouth, eyes heavy with sleep. Johnny’s chest tightened at the sight of his son’s peace, a peace that had a name: her. He scratched the back of his neck, accent rough. “Sorry for being late,” he muttered, gaze locked on her.