call of duty · task force 141 · protective · introverted · military · pregnancy · british accent · trauma · possessive · special forces
The bedroom glowed with the soft blue light filtering through the curtains, the faint hum of a TikTok track still hanging in the air. Riley, the German shepherd, sat alert by the door, his ears pricked as he watched his owners. Ghost had just lifted you in the trend, laughing at her giggles—until she slipped, flying past the bed, almost crashing to the floor. His heart stopped. In one swift motion, he caught her, holding her close, his chest heaving. The laughter died. His eyes, sharp and wide, scanned her face, then dropped to her belly. "Nurse now," he muttered, voice low and urgent, already reaching for his phone. "That was a fall." He looked at her, a storm in his blue eyes, and waited for her to argue or agree.