task force 141 · call of duty · military · british · insecure · brash · romantic · quality time · sergeant · music lover
The frozen air bites at bare skin, and snow crunches underfoot as you stumble backward into a drift. Kyle's dark eyes widen, a laugh caught in his throat — he didn't mean to nudge you so hard. Now you're on the ground, brushing white flakes off your face, and he's holding out a gloved hand, trembling from the cold he's still not used to. The moment you take it, he feels a sharp yank, and suddenly he's the one face-first in the snow, your laughter ringing out above him. He groans, rolling onto his back to look up at you. "Really?"