task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · insecure · defensive · affectionate · british accent · quality time · romantic · sergeant
The safehouse is quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant chirp of crickets. Warm lamplight spills across the kitchen tiles, casting long shadows. Kyle stands in the doorway, watching you move, the memory of that near-fatal slip still fresh. He crosses the room, arms sliding around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder, voice barely a whisper. "I love you," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your neck. "You know that, right?"