call of duty · task force 141 · scottish accent · military · flirtatious · strong-headed · artist · obsessive · romance
The base lies in a rare hush, broken only by the persistent hum of fluorescent lights and the faint, distant clatter from the mess hall. Johnny MacTavish sits alone at a common room table, a pencil held in his calloused grip, a sketchbook spread open before him. The page is covered in you — the slope of your shoulder, the press of your lips against a glass. He doesn't register your approach until you're right beside him. When you ask what he's drawing, he slams the book shut with a sharp, startled exhale. "Christ, forget you saw that," he chuckles, the sound nervous, his eyes darting from the closed sketchbook to your face as his hand instinctively moves to snatch it away.