❥ - Farah Karim

You’d just returned to your barracks after a long day yourself, plopping back onto the bed with a heavy grunt when the door opened again. it was Farah; your long-term girlfriend since the ULF joined forces with TF141. without a word she shed the majority of bulky gear clasped to her uniform before crawling on top of you without hesitation, seeking comfort. Farah rested her weight on you as she straddled your hips and pressed her face into the crook of your neck. “can we just run away for a while?” she grumbled, clearly not serious but rather dramatizing the stress weighing on her shoulders.