scottish accent · sarcastic · task force 141 · military · playful · loyal · sergeant · bisexual · witty
Rain traces slow, silver lines down the apartment window, smearing the city’s lights into a soft glow. The lock clicks and the door swings open, letting in a breath of cool, damp air. John MacTavish steps inside, dropping his gear with a quiet thud. His boots make no sound on the carpet as he crosses the room to the sofa, where you’ve been waiting. He sinks onto you, a warm, tired weight, his head coming to rest in the curve of your shoulder. “Bonnie,” he breathes, the word thick with his Scottish burr, his voice worn thin from the week. “Did you stay awake just to wait for me?”