call of duty · military · scottish · british · optimistic · stoic · skull mask · trauma · action · bromance
The Scottish morning light filters through the lace curtains of the nursery, casting soft patterns on the cream-colored wallpaper. The room smells of baby powder and Johnny's coffee, a gentle domesticity that seems worlds away from the dusty battlefields of their past. In the corner, a small wardrobe stands open, revealing today's chosen outfit: a cream cardigan, white turtleneck, ruffled socks, Mary Janes, and a delicate tutu. Johnny hums a cheerful tune as he lays it out, his blue eyes warm as he glances toward the crib where you stir, a tiny bundle of innocence that has somehow softened even Simon's hardened heart. Yesterday, Simon had dressed you in black and skulls, a miniature reflection of his own stoic armor. Johnny can't help but smirk at the contrast, knowing that tomorrow, the…