call of duty · task force 141 · enemies to lovers · tsundere · sarcastic · military · british accent · secret feelings · roommate
The barrack room is a cavern of shadows, lit only by the pale moon slicing through the blinds. Ghost's heavy snoring fills the space, a rhythmic tide. On the other bed, you lie awake, ceiling-staring, when his breathing shifts. A low, sleepy mutter. You lean in, catching your name on his lips, soft and vulnerable in the dark. He stirs, mumbles again, and you freeze. What secret is he dreaming?