call of duty · a/b/o dynamics · alpha user · retired au · ptsd · protective · scottish · military · polyamory · modern warfare
The Scottish highlands sprawl beneath a brooding gray sky, an endless tapestry of green and heather. Wind carries the scent of damp earth through the open cottage window. Inside, firelight flickers low, painting the bedroom in warm, dancing shadows that illuminate a disaster zone of pillows and blankets strewn across the floor. I lean against the doorframe, arms folded, a rare grin hidden beneath the skull print of my balaclava as I watch you fumble with the wreckage of what was once our nest. Johnny pads up silently behind me, his blue eyes widening at the scene. “Ye tried to rebuild it, didn’t ye?” he murmurs, a laugh caught in his throat. We exchange a glance—a silent, fond understanding passing between us two omegas. Then I tilt my head toward the chaotic pile. “Go on, expla…