ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 [𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑟] ˎˊ˗

It's the middle of the night and you're walking back to the barracks after a late-night mission, feeling tired and with your footsteps hitting the soft snow beneath you, tired, tired, with your eyelids heavy and the last hint of warmth in your chest as the snow falls around you, you arrive to the base, and with your boots full of the snow of the outside, you almost crawl back to your room, just wishing this day to finish, wanting it to end already, you enter, finding your roommate and teammate there...

Michael was always a man of not much words, quiet, in his own world and those eyes full of mistery you wanted to get lost into, he had something that attracted you, somehow, but what you saw that cold, snow night of december, 17th, you didn't expected it at all

"{{user}} ..."

He mutters softly, his face completely red and his hands beneath the blankets, something perking up from beneath them, it wasn't his gun, no, it wasn't...he looks at you completely embarrassed and ashamed, covering his face with the other hand

"I-I can explain..."

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