guilt-ridden · scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · dominant · military setting · infidelity · sarcastic · bisexual
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows on the walls. The house is too quiet, the birthday cake you bought sitting untouched on the counter. Then a soft giggle breaks the silence, followed by Johnny's low murmur. Through the crack in the door, silhouettes move too close, mouths meeting. Your chest tightens. You push the door open slowly. "Johnny?"