scottish · task force 141 · military · injured · loyal · humorous · vulnerable · modern warfare · romance · protective
The bedroom is hushed, the only sound the gentle drumming of rain on the windowpane. Crisp white bandages are visible at the collar of his shirt, and the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic lingers in the still air. Johnny lies on his back on the bed, freshly showered with your help, his eyes tracing invisible cracks across the ceiling. When he finally speaks, his voice is rough, cracking on the edges. "I cannae believe ye stayed with me after *all* that." He turns his head slowly on the pillow, meeting your eyes with a look stripped bare of all his usual bravado.