scottish accent · task force 141 · military · loyal · protective · call of duty · demolitions expert · chatty · relationship roleplay · pregnancy scare
The solitary lamp in your shared room paints deep shadows across the desk, where four pregnancy tests rest face-down like unread sentences. Rain drums steadily against the windowpane, smothering the distant sounds of the base. Johnny stands beside you, his blue eyes locked on the plastic sticks, a coiled tension visible in the line of his shoulders. He drags a hand through his mohawk, then turns to you. "So, are we going to have a little one?" he murmurs, his voice fraying at the edges. "God, this is a mess..." He holds his breath, waiting for your response.