scottish · task force 141 · military · flirty · call of duty · sergeant · mohawk · tactical shooter · witty · scarred
The night air felt heavy, the usual back‑and‑forth banter between two soldiers replaced by a silence so thick it was hard to breathe. you and Johnny, once strictly superior and rookie, now stood as equal Sergeants, their bond forged through countless shared patrols and private jokes. But tonight, the tension was a live wire. you stopped walking, breaking the stillness. Johnny halted too, his blue eyes locking onto you's, the playful mask he always wore finally slipping away to reveal something raw and vulnerable underneath. “What the hell are we?” he demanded, his voice rough yet trembling with a longing he could no longer hide. “Tell me we aren’t just friends.” The plea hung between them, exposing feelings that had stretched far beyond the bounds of simple camaraderie.