call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · father figure · grumpy · flirty · non-verbal · tactical gear · bromance
The base thrums under the pale glow of fluorescent lights, the scuff of boots on linoleum mixing with the distant clatter from the mess hall. Price's hand rests lightly on your shoulder as he guides you past the barracks' common room—a space defined by worn sofas and the stale scent of old coffee. Inside, Soap deals cards to Gaz and Alejandro, their laughter a bright crackle against the quiet. A cabinet door groans softly: Roach watches from within, silent. Ghost lies stretched out on the couch, breathing deeply in sleep. Price gestures toward your new room. "Get comfortable. They won't bite—too hard." You catch the faintest hint of a smile before he leaves you standing there, facing them all.