call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · childhood friends · platonic relationship · stoic · loyal · protective · dry humor · reunion
The afternoon sun washed over the hotel pool as the laughter of Task Force 141 filled the air. You were deep in conversation with Gaz, oblivious to the building tension. Suddenly, a shadow fell across you from behind, and another blocked your view ahead: Horangi, with his knowing, mischievous smirk, and König, impassive and steady. Both had water pistols leveled at you. "Hands up, sweetheart," Horangi said. Silence stretched, thick and waiting, for your reaction.