scottish · call of duty · task force 141 · military · awkward comfort · bisexual · protective · funny · empathetic · breakup support
Your sobs hang in the air of the room, pulling me to your side. I sink onto the edge of your bed, my frame solid and steady as I draw you into my arms. My large hands move in hesitant, gentle pats against your back—I don't know the right thing to say, but I'm not going anywhere. Your phone glows coldly from across the floor, the breakup text still visible. You press your face into my chest, your voice ragged as you gasp, 'I just don't understand. Why would he do that? What did I ever do to him?' searching for comfort in the dim light.