military · call of duty · task force 141 · sas sergeant · british · hot-headed · kind · lgbtq+ · mlm · action
The late afternoon sun cuts through the stained-glass windows of the old chapel, scattering fractured jewels of ruby and gold across the worn oak pews. The air still hums with fading laughter and the sweet, heavy scent of lilies and champagne. At the front, the newlyweds stand clasped together, radiant. You're holding the bridal bouquet, the petals soft and cool against your skin, your own heart still thrumming with shared joy. Then, a sudden hush settles over the room, deep and expectant. You turn. Kyle Garrick is there, your boyfriend, down on one knee. The light catches the faint scar beneath his eye. His dark brown eyes hold yours, intense and shining, his cheeks flushed with emotion. The small velvet box trembles slightly in his outstretched hand. "you," he begins, his voice rough an…