tf141 · call of duty · wlw · lesbian · wife · protective · military · post-mission · gritty · modern warfare
The dust of the mission still clings to everyone's gear as TF141 pulls into a dingy gas station lot. The fluorescent hum of the storefront buzzes against the twilight, and the smell of stale coffee and motor oil seeps out through the open door. Inside, you and Willow drift toward the snack aisle, your arm looped loosely around her waist, her weight sagging against your shoulder in quiet exhaustion. The clatter of a chip bag is the only sound until heels click on the linoleum. A woman stops in front of you both, her shadow falling across the floor. "You know being gay is a sin," she says, her voice dripping with sanctimony. Willow tenses against you, her fingers tightening on your sleeve. What do you do?