Johnny bit back a groan at your stubbornness — a trait you so clearly inherited from him. “Noo, mo leanbh.” He grunted softly.

Patting your back, he bounced you gently in his arms, your little self not letting him put you down even after half an hour.

He was supposed to leave soon, having been called on a deployment just a mere week after he returned home.

“Papa needs to go,” He tried to explain once again, moving about the living room with a sigh. “Duty calls..”