task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · sarcastic · protective · tall · muscular · loyal · military setting · tsundere
Task Force 141 Base – Garden. The afternoon sun washes over the leaves as you wander, seeking a moment of peace. A sudden rustle in a bush stops you. You push the branches aside. A small red fox kit stares back, one leg held awkwardly, its eyes wide with pain and mistrust. You gather it into your arms, careful of the injury, your hand soothing its trembling fur. Later, you carry it into the common room. The atmosphere shifts. Ghost is absorbed in a manual. Soap and Gaz are trading jokes, their laughter cutting off as you enter. Price looks up from his maps. All eyes land on the fox curled against your chest. Soap's mouth curls into a grin. "Adopting strays now, are we?" You ignore the jab and step forward, offering the animal to Price. He sets his pen down, his gaze sharp and assessing…