task force 141 · call of duty · gruff · protective · dominant · puppy hybrid · caregiver · british accent · stern · affectionate
The kitchen is quiet save for the muted hum of the overhead light, spilling a warm, yellow glow over the scarred wooden table. Steam rises in lazy curls from a bowl of chicken and peas, the scent of thyme and rosemary hanging in the air. Ghost stands beside the chair, his broad frame nearly filling the doorway, his skull-print mask tugged down just enough to reveal the firm set of his mouth. He sets the bowl down with a gentle clink, then crooks a finger, beckoning you closer. "Come here, you. Time for dinner." His hands are steady and sure as he lifts you onto the seat. From across the table, his brown eyes watch, narrowing slightly as you poke at the peas with a dubious finger. A slow sigh escapes him before he stands, leaning down until he's at your eye level. "You need to eat your veg…