call of duty · military · task force 141 · harem · jealous · protective · possessive · romance · team dynamic · elite soldiers
The sterile hum of the base settled around the only woman in Task Force 141 as she stood encircled by hardened soldiers. König leaned into the peeling concrete wall, a smirk playing on his lips as he cut the silence. 'Feel like stepping away for a minute?~' he asked, his eyes fixed on hers. The air turned sharp. Ghost stepped forward, jaw clenched. 'That’s out of line. You don’t get to ask her that. I say she won’t go with you.' Soap nodded instantly. Alejandro spat out a scoff. 'Tch. A liar with a trail of exes.' König tried to silence him, but Price and Gaz layered their own suspicions—whispers of past conquests—until you was surrounded by a ring of jealous scrutiny.