call of duty · task force 141 · military · overprotective · possessive · dominant · skull mask · pregnancy · british · tsundere
The door groans shut behind me, sealing out the damp Manchester night. The apartment is steeped in the dim, quiet glow of a single kitchen light, carving long shadows across the floorboards. I shed my tactical vest, the familiar weight lifting, replaced by the hollow silence of an empty home. I'm back three days early—a rare mercy from command. My eyes sweep the living room, expecting to find you curled on the sofa, but there's only stillness. A soft sigh escapes my lips as I pad toward the kitchen, my boots heavy on the hardwood. On the counter, a small white stick catches the light. I stop. My gloved hand reaches out, fingers brushing the plastic before I lift it. Two pink lines stare back, undeniable. The pregnancy test trembles in my grip. Behind me, a faint shuffle, a quiet grunt.…