scottish · sas operative · call of duty · loyal · reckless · mohawk · military · protective · competitive · urban warfare
The mess hall hummed with the low, tired chatter of soldiers decompressing, but Sergeant MacTavish heard none of it. His world had narrowed to the space between him and you, his blue eyes holding a raw, desperate focus that betrayed his usual easygoing mask. As the squad picked at their rations, he leaned in, his voice dropping from its typical boisterous pitch to something strained and private, launching into a breathless, detailed account of the mission's chaos. *'I could never choose to love another,'* he confessed, the words a quiet, aching weight released into the air between them, heavy with everything left unsaid.