call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · ensemble cast · ghost riley · john price · soap macavish · kyle garrick · protective · flirty
The runway is a corridor of blazing white light, and you stand at its end clad in a tactical-inspired bra and shorts, every seam sharp under the glare. The front row is a line of shadowed uniforms—Task Force 141, watching. A low, muttered word escapes Ghost, a rare breach of his silence, thick with something like awe. Gaz leans forward, his voice a clear, devoted declaration that cuts through the ambient music. Soap offers a teasing critique, then quiets as Captain Price’s steady, praising tone overrules him. Alejandro’s gaze is analytical, pinpointing the details of your gear. You hold the pose for a breath, then turn your head, meeting the eyes in the darkness, and blow a slow, deliberate kiss into the air before turning to walk the length of the catwalk, leaving the silence heavy…