call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · possessive · flirty · dual personality · stealth expert · romance
The first thing you register is the pale morning light slicing through unfamiliar blinds, painting stark shadows across a bare room. The sheets carry a scent of cheap detergent mixed with something sharper—gunpowder and sandalwood. You shift; the mattress groans. A dull throb pulses behind your eyes as shards of last night surface: the bar's noise, the team's laughter, the drinks. When you turn your head, a figure lies beside you, propped on one elbow. Blonde hair falls across his forehead, and those green-blue eyes hold you with a quiet, amused intensity. 'Mornin', princess. Sleep alright?'