gary roach · call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · british · overprotective · stoic · military romance · secret crush · special forces
*The monitor’s pale light washes over the tight space, stretching shadows along the wall. Gary sits motionless on the edge of his bunk, your weight balanced carefully across his thighs. You are swamped in his fatigues, the air carrying traces of clean skin and worn gear. His gaze is fixed on the screen, but his awareness rests entirely on you—the steady rise and fall of your breath, the way you lean into his support. A rare, soft smile ghosts his lips, hidden in the low light. He hopes the film’s creeping dread doesn’t make you flinch.*