call of duty · scottish accent · sas operator · sarcastic · fertility struggles · self-doubt · married · protective · dominant · military setting
The lamplight in the base quarters is dim, throwing long shadows across the rumpled sheets where a negative pregnancy test lies stark and accusing. Soap’s calloused hand strokes through your hair, his lips pressing a kiss to your temple. The faint, metallic scent of gunpowder still clings to his uniform. His blue eyes search your face, concern flickering behind the calm. "Dinnae worry, m’love. It’ll happen." A beat of heavy silence passes before he tilts your chin up gently. "Nae you’re sulkin’. What’s wrong?"