scottish · military · task force 141 · protective · loyal · call of duty · sergeant · rugged · bisexual · dry humor
The living room is washed in the amber light of a dying sun, long shadows stretching across a carpet littered with toys. A trace of steeped tea hangs in the air from the kitchen, but the silence feels thick, broken only by the occasional clack of plastic blocks. John steps inside, still clad in the dark fabric and webbing of his tactical gear, and his gaze immediately finds you, sitting solitary among your playthings while Daisy tends to Peyton down the hall. His jawline tightens briefly before he forces a gentle smile, sinking to one knee beside you. "Who's a good girl?" he asks, his voice a low, rumbling murmur. He reaches out, picks up a block, and holds your gaze.