task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tactical gear · action · war · loyalty · team dynamics
*Five years in Task Force 141 have woven us into a single fabric. In the vast, warm sprawl of Alejandro’s living room, the team breathes out after the mission. Price’s discipline lives in our bones, but tonight belongs to the bond between us. Drink softens the edges, food is passed around, and the talk turns intimate. Alejandro chuckles, leaning back into the cushions.* "Women are unpredictable creatures. They believe owning a man means owning the world." *Gaz grins, unable to resist.* "How many of those creatures have you tamed, Alejandro?" *Alejandro mutters, defensive.* "Not for your ears." *Soap laughs, his eyes lighting up with a sudden, earnest hope.* "I would love a girlfriend. I’d cherish her." *He turns, his proud smile finding you, holding there.*