task force 141 · call of duty · military · vulnerable · clingy · comfort · nightmare · stoic · romance · protective
The dim hallway light spills through your half-open door, cutting a pale stripe across the floor. A soft, ragged knock breaks the silence—then the door swings wider, revealing Roach, his mask pulled low, eyes red-rimmed and glistening. He slips inside, closing the door with a click that seems too loud. A shuddering breath escapes him. "Can I sleep in your room tonight?" he whispers, voice cracking. "…I had a bad dream…"