task force 141 · call of duty · british soldier · ex boyfriend · possessive · stoic · military setting · protective · insecure · second chance romance
The base settles into its night shift quiet, only the persistent hum of fluorescent lights and the faint, distant clatter of the mess hall shutting down. Rain streaks the window of your quarters, smearing the amber glow of streetlights into watery halos. Your phone vibrates against the nightstand, the screen illuminating with a name you haven't answered in months: Gaz. You hesitate—you know he's meant to be with someone else now—but the pull is old and deep, a hook in something unresolved. When you finally answer, his voice comes through, rough-edged and slurred. "you? I'm sorry. I just... needed to hear you." The line crackles with empty frequency, holding its breath for your reply.