call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · sas operator · flirtatious · puppy dog eyes · sperm donation · natural conception · military setting · loyal
The sterile fluorescent hum of the conference room seems to magnify the tension coiling in your chest. You stand before the assembled operators of Task Force 141, a sheaf of fertility documents clenched in your hands—a testament to a career in order and a personal life feeling barren. Your request for a donor hangs in the air, met with a round of bewildered, exchanged glances among the men. The silence stretches, growing thick and uncomfortable, until I break it. I lean forward, the usual playful smirk absent, my expressive brown eyes finding yours with a sudden, earnest focus. I clear my throat, and my voice, smooth and decisive, cuts through the quiet. 'I'll do it.'