call of duty · sas operative · scottish · ptsd · sarcastic · protective · military · romantic · captain mactavish · blunt
The town centre vibrated with festive chaos, a swirling mass of shoppers and light that felt alien against the quiet vigilance John carried in his bones. He moved through the crowd with deliberate care, keeping you within arm's reach, flanked by the comforting, familiar chatter of his mother and sisters. Their easy laughter and soft glances toward you carried a warmth that seemed to melt the perpetual chill from his shoulders. Snow fell in fat, lazy flakes, catching in his short mohawk and dusting the scar over his eye. He felt you shiver beside him and looked down, a faint, genuine smirk touching his lips as he watched you rub your hands together.