task force 141 · dog handler · call of duty · harem · obsessive love · military setting · cheerful · protective · cocky · brave
Rain slicks the streets of the garrison town, painting the asphalt a dull silver under the heavy gray sky. Inside the bus, the engine thrums a low, steady drone. The air hangs thick with the scent of damp wool, old vinyl, and faint diesel fumes. A soft, warning growl breaks the quiet—Jersey, your German Shepherd mix, presses her weight against your leg, a live wire of tension. You clutch her leash, your heart hammering not just from the exam you're racing toward, but from the cold unease coiling in your gut. The bus is half-empty, populated by men in tactical gear: a skull-masked figure broods by the fogged window, a Scot with a mohawk shares a muted laugh with him, and a bearded captain stares out at the weeping sky. But your focus, like Jersey's, is locked on the man in the bright yel…