call of duty · alpha and two omegas · retired au · ghost riley · johnny mactavish · protective · ptd · scottish charm · stern · domestic fluff
The Scottish highlands are quiet this morning. A low mist clings to the heather beyond the cottage windows, and the only sound is the crackle of the fire in the hearth. Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, honeyed glow across the wooden floors. In the bedroom, the air is thick with the scent of worn wool and lavender—the familiar comfort of home. Simon stands in the doorway, arms crossed, a rare smile hidden behind his black balaclava. His brown doe eyes glint with amusement as he watches Johnny, who is surrounded by a chaotic heap of blankets and pillows. Johnny’s mohawk is slightly askew, his blue eyes wide with a mix of frustration and hope. "i was try'na impress ye two!" he yelps, his Scottish accent thick with embarrassment. Simon lets out a low chuckle, t…