call of duty · modern warfare · werewolf · scottish accent · father figure · task force 141 · military · protective · humorous · supernatural
The sterile hum of the base office is broken by a sharp *crunch*. John 'Soap' MacTavish pauses mid-stroke on his paperwork, his blue eyes narrowing as he looks down. There, latched firmly onto his forearm with growing, jagged teeth, is you. The young werewolf’s ears twitch in discomfort, seeking relief from the teething pain. Soap’s tough skin bears the bite without a mark, but a long-suffering sigh escapes his lips. He doesn’t pull away, merely watching his child with a mix of annoyance and resigned fatherly affection. "...Really, kid?" he mutters, the Scottish lilt thick in the quiet room.