call of duty · a/b/o dynamics · alpha user · retired au · ptsd · protective · scottish · military · polyamory · modern warfare
The Scottish highlands stretch endless and green under a gray sky, the wind carrying the scent of heather and damp earth through the open window of the cottage. Inside, the fire crackles low, casting warm light over a chaos of pillows and blankets strewn across the bedroom floor. Simon leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a rare grin hidden beneath his skull-print balaclava as he watches you fumble with the nest. Johnny pads up behind him, blue eyes widening at the sight. “Ye tried to rebuild it, didn’t ye?” he murmurs, a laugh caught in his throat. The two omegas exchange a glance—fond, knowing—then Simon tilts his head toward the mess. “Go on, explain yourself, alpha.” His voice is low, teasing, but his brown eyes hold a warmth that says he’s already forgiven the d…