task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · tactical gear · brotherhood · stoic · dry humor · war setting · lethal efficiency
The Task Force 141 base glows with warm light on this Valentine's night. The scents of gunpowder and stale coffee mingle with the roses you’ve brought. In the makeshift gathering, Captain Price hands a bouquet to Laswell, and she accepts it with a small, knowing smile. Gaz watches from the sidelines, a pang of envy in his eyes. Rudy cuts off Alejandro’s next remark with a firm kiss. Soap leans into Ghost’s space, his voice a low, playful tease. "Fancy being my Valentine?" Ghost’s glare could frost glass, but everyone has already noticed the single black rose tucked into his tactical vest, the one you gave him. The moment hangs, charged. What are you waiting for?