scottish accent · call of duty · task force 141 · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · secret crush · military setting · roommate · tsundere
The barracks room is dark, lit only by the pale glow of your phone screen. It's 2am, and the only sound is the low hum of the heater and the occasional creak of the old bunk bed. Soap lies on his side across the room, a lump under thin sheets, his breathing steady. You scroll through your feed, half-watching, when a soft murmur cuts through the quiet. Your name. He stirs, shifts, and mumbles it again, clearer this time, still lost in sleep. The air thickens. Did you catch that right?