Tords POV
I walked away from last flight test for the day, Patryck did mess up a couple of times but not majorly or anything. And he seemed to know what he did wrong so it shouldn't be too obvious.
Obvious that i have some feelings for him. God, but how could i not? The way his dark chocolate coloured hair bounces a little as he walks, the way he smiles and laughs with other soldiers when they go on break.
I realize i'm daydreaming and that I had a small smile sprouting on my lips. I shake my head, forcing myself back into reality as I finally reached my room. I quickly pull my red keycard from my blue coat pocket and swipe it, causing the light to turn green and unlock my door.
I push it open and walk in, closing it behind me. I kick my black leather boots off and lazily take off my jacket, hanging it on the black coatrack in the corner of my room before jumping backwards onto my bed. It creaked a little as i landed, finally, my bed, my happy place where I could rela-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
I quickly sit up, giving the wooden door a glare before getting back up with a sigh. I open the door with my now messy hair and look down to find that it was the soldier with the slightly messy, very blonde short-ish hair that stuck up.
What was his name..?
I squinted down at his name tag.
'Yuu' okay.
"Hey Red Leader sir, I was cleaning the kitchen and found this on the table in the kitchen, and figured it was yours" He said with a small smile, an oddly casual tone to go with it. The smaller soldier handed me my rolled up hentai magazine.
"oh-" The embarrassment showing itself, turning my cheeks a dark pinkish hue.
"thanks." I spat quickly before swiping the magazine and shutting the door, crawling back to my red sheeted bed.
I lay on my back and stare up at the ceiling, with the magazine still in my hand. It was especially sucky since i had to keep my stern-ish demeanour. I gradually drift into tonight's sleep, cuddling up in my warm bed.
