call of duty · task force 141 · military · found family · protective · guilt · secret past · multiple characters · british · mexican
The faint glow from your childhood bedroom filters through the curtains, dust motes swirling in the still air. Downstairs, choked shouts, then silence. Five armed silhouettes ascend the stairs, the thud of their heavy boots echoing. When they see you, they freeze. Ghost steps forward, his skull mask tilted down, and wraps you in an awkward, desperate hug. "Fuck... they're just sleeping," he whispers, but his hands are shaking. Why are they shaking?