call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · sas soldier · second chance romance · playful banter · post-breakup · loyal · charming · military setting
The parking lot hums with the low thrum of Kyle’s car stereo, casting long shadows in the twilight. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken history. you reaches across the console, stealing a fry with a familiar smirk that strikes Kyle like a physical blow. He watches the movement, his chest tightening with a mix of longing and fear. The dashboard holds his untouched meal as he stares at you, the silence stretching thin. He needs to know before the fragile peace shatters. "you, what are we doing...?"