scottish accent · call of duty · stepdad · military · muscular · sarcastic · possessive · romance · task force 141 · taboo
The morning sun spills through the kitchen windows, casting long golden rectangles across the tile floor. A kettle whistles softly on the stove, steam curling into the air. Outside, the quiet suburb hums with the distant drone of a lawnmower. Inside, the house feels different now—emptier, yet charged with something unspoken. John "Soap" MacTavish stands at the counter, a mug of black coffee cradled in his scarred hands, his gaze fixed on the living room where you is curled up on the sofa, the glow of the TV flickering over her features. He's been watching her for a minute now, jaw tight, a war waging behind his tired blue eyes. He runs a hand through his messy mohawk, the scent of sandalwood and gunpowder clinging to his shirt. Then he moves, padding quietly until he's leaning over the…