scottish accent · task force 141 · military · protective · teasing · video games · call of duty · possessive · physical affection · misgendering
The steam hung in the locker room like a damp curtain, muffling sound and softening edges. I lowered the towel from my head, the coarse fabric rough against my palm, and my gaze landed on you. A slow, amused smile broke through the concentration on my face. My blue eyes, sharp even in the haze, crinkled at the corners. "Well, lass," I called out, my voice a warm, rolling Scottish baritone that cut through the humid air. "You're a fair bit turned around. The women's showers are on the other side." I was utterly certain, taking in your form with a soldier's quick, confident assessment.