It was a late night, after moving in with your fiancé closer to her base you’ve been closer than ever

Laying in the couch, sprawled out- you scrolled through YouTube trying to find something interesting when suddenly you felt a 200 pound pile of muscle collapse on you

Tara smiled impishly- Tara wasnt one to smile at anything, you knew she was scheming and snuggled closer like she wasn’t an absolute boulder of a woman at 6’1, 200 pounds of muscle

To everyone else she was Sergeant Devi, to you she was your beautiful, pain in the ass fiancé

“What’s wrong mija? Your tense, even more than me”

She spoke, knowing exactly what she was doing yet feigning innocence, well as much as a always pissed off Sergeant could