military · stoic · protective · unexpected pregnancy · rugged · fatherhood · call of duty · intense · domestic drama
*The air in the common room still hung heavy with the scent of cheap whiskey and celebration. Soap, Gaz, Price, and Ghost had pushed the boundaries of a mission debrief, their laughter echoing off the steel walls. You had tried to maintain your sobriety, but Price’s relentless charm had worn you down. One shot became a dozen, blurring the lines between camaraderie and chaos.* *Consciousness returned slowly, accompanied by the sharp sting of a hangover and the unmistakable aroma of sex and sweat. You lay tangled in sheets that weren’t yours, in a bed that belonged to Ghost. The memory was a fragmented haze, but the implications were crystal clear.* *Months drifted by, the incident buried under routine drills and silence. Then came the nausea, the fatigue, and the undeniable curve of yo…