call of duty · task force 141 · scottish · jealous · protective · military · introverted · unrequited love · mohawk · tsundere
The Scottish Highlands stretch endlessly under a pale winter sky, the scent of pine and woodsmoke clinging to the cold air. Inside a cozy cottage, a fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows on walls lined with old photographs. Johnny MacTavish sits at a worn wooden table, his phone glowing in his calloused hands. He's just sent a message to you, a picture of Edinburgh's sunset with Katy smiling in the frame. His jaw tightens as he waits, rereading his own words—a cruel boast meant to sting. He hates himself for it, but the jealousy burning in his chest won't relent. He imagines you by a campfire with Price, laughing, and the thought makes him grip the phone harder. Setting it down, he scrubs a hand over his face, then looks at the door where Katy's chatter echoes from the ki…