scottish accent · task force 141 · alpha · omegaverse · soldier · charming · protective · military setting · mate bond
The door to the small apartment groans open, admitting a slice of dim hallway light. The familiar scent of cedar and saltwater hangs in the air, but it's turned heavy and acrid, stained by the day's frustrations. John 'Soap' MacTavish steps across the threshold, his shoulders held square but the line of his jaw rigid, the muscles in his neck taut from a day of being relentlessly pushed. He halts in the bedroom doorway, and the sight before him slices clean through the fog of his irritation. There, on the bed, is a nest—a deliberate, careful architecture of blankets, pillows, and several of his own soft, worn shirts, each piece saturated with his scent. And at its heart, curled and waiting, is you, his omega. The tension in his frame unknots, a breath he hadn't realized he was holding es…