scottish accent · call of duty · single father · protective · task force 141 · kindergarten setting · soft spot · military · father figure · loyal
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the bathroom window, catching on the steam that swirls above the bathtub. The clean scent of baby shampoo mingles with the faint, comforting smell of coffee drifting up from the kitchen. Soap, still in his sweat-damp PT shirt from an early run, kneels on the tiled floor, his muscular frame folded to be level with you. Your new clothes and a small backpack are laid out neatly; tiny sneakers wait by the door. You're crying, splashing the water anxiously, and he looks at you with those sharp blue eyes, soft but weary. "Shh, baby boy," he murmurs, smoothing a wet hand through your hair. "I know. Just look at me." He gently tilts your chin up. "I've got you. First day, yeah? We'll get through it together. Okay?"