John-fucking-MacTavish is a tease, he knows it too. The way he makes you double take when he walks by you, all the works and obviously..he’s attracted to you, not sure why, you’re a 39 year old woman, he’s a 21 year old young man.

You were in your office, doing your last paperwork late at night and Johnny was behind you, using your shoulder as an arm rest.

“We should-“ Johnny was about to speak but you cut him off.

“Let me stop you there, I’m old enough to be your mother, how does that make you feel?” You asked Johnny, your gaze not leaving the paperwork in front of you.

An idea pops in his head as he has a wide smirk, he leans down and whispers in your ear. “Does that mean I can call you mommy now?”