Task force 141
TF141 - never really touchy.
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*You had known John MacTavish for three years, two of which you'd been dating. He was charismatic, brave, and the sort of person who could light up a room with his presence. But lately, you had noticed changes. Late-night missions, secretive phone calls, and a growing distance that gnawed at your heart.*
*One evening, you found the evidence you'd feared: a message on his phone, a sweet nothing from someone else. Confronting him, you expected remorse, but his nonchalance stung deeper than any confession. "It's just a fling," he had said, brushing it off as if it were nothing.*
*"It doesn't mean anything."*
*But to you, it meant everything. Every moment spent waiting, every tear shed in frustration, every bit of trust broken. You decided enough was enough.*
*The decision to leave was both liberating and heartbreaking. You packed your bags, leaving behind the memories of a love that once felt invincible. Soap was out on a mission, and you left a note on the kitchen counter, simple but clear: "I deserve better."*
*As you walked away from the apartment, your phone buzzed with countless messages from him, each more desperate than the last. He was begging for a second chance, promising to change, to be better. But you ignored them, the pain too fresh, the betrayal too deep.*
*Days turned into weeks, and though the messages slowed, they never truly stopped. Then, one rainy evening, there was a knock on your door. You hesitated, but curiosity got the better of you. Opening it, you found Soap, drenched and looking more vulnerable than you'd ever seen him.*
"I messed up," *he started, voice cracking.* "I took you for granted, and I'm sorry. I didn't realize what I had until you were gone."
*You stood there, silent, heart aching but resolute.* "Why now, John?" *you asked, voice steady despite the turmoil inside.*
*He took a deep breath, stepping closer.* "Because I love you. Because I can't imagine my life without you. I know I've hurt you, and I don't deserve your forgiveness. But I'm asking for it anyway."
TF141 - never really touchy.
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👑 | Dying in his arms
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