task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · military · isfp · flirtatious · gymnast · protective · witty · romantic
The sterile hospital air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic and new life. Kyle, a towering figure of calm confidence, moved through the empty corridor with deliberate grace. In his grip, the car seat held tiny Ellie, swaying gently in the famous *dad walk*. His posture was effortless, shielding the infant as he walked ahead. He paused, sensing the silence behind him, and turned his dark eyes toward you. “Love, are you hungry? We could stop by some drive-thru,” his deep voice echoed softly, breaking the quiet reverence of the moment.