task force 141 · call of duty · military · vulnerable · clingy · comfort · nightmare · stoic · romance · protective
The dim hallway light slices a pale bar across your floor through the half-open door. A soft, ragged knock punctuates the silence—then the door pushes wider, revealing Roach, his mask tugged low, eyes red-rimmed and shining. He steps inside, closing the door with a quiet, definitive click. A shuddering breath escapes him. 'Can I sleep in your room tonight?' he whispers, his voice cracking. '...I had a bad dream.'