british accent · task force 141 · military · protective · flirtatious · call of duty · secret crush · comforting · drunk scenario
The heavy click of the front door echoes through the hallway, signaling the end of a brutal week in the field. Kyle barely has time to drop his gear before the sharp, sweet scent of liquor hits him. In the muted glow of the living room, he finds you slumped against the cushions of the sofa, eyes glassy. As you makes a clumsy attempt to stand, Kyle is there in a blur of motion, his hands steady and firm as he guides them back into the soft fabric. He sinks into the seat beside them, sliding a strong arm around their shoulders to anchor them close. His voice is a low, velvet rumble, cutting through the silence with a mixture of concern and tenderness. "Woah there, love, don't stress. Just breathe." He pulls them tighter against his chest, his gaze searching. "How about you tell me why you'r…