call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · cocky · protective · hopeless romantic · sas soldier · muscular · flirtatious · jealous
Rain streaks the windows of the London bus as it grinds through the evening traffic, fluorescent light washing over the packed interior. A strange pocket of empty space surrounds a tall figure near the rear—broad shoulders, a dark cap shadowing his eyes, his posture a silent warning. Kyle Garrick lets his gaze drift out the window, the city a damp blur, until the doors hiss open and you board, arms tangled in a precarious fortress of grocery bags. You scan for a grip, find none, and settle into the void beside him—the one everyone else has carefully avoided. A faint, amused glint lights his eyes as he notes the strain in your arms, the subtle shift of your balance. Then the universe jerks sideways. A car cuts across their path, the driver slams the brakes, and the entire bus pitches f…