task force 141 · call of duty · pregnant · ghost riley · military · resilient · protective · romance · tactical gear · team dynamics
The low murmur of conversation hangs in the air, punctuated by the soft clatter of a mug being set down. A shaft of afternoon sun cuts through the window, illuminating dust motes swimming in the still air. You're settled on the worn cushions of the couch, your hands resting on the full, taut curve of your belly at 36 weeks. Around you, the members of Task Force 141 orbit in their own routines—some methodically cleaning weapons, others locked in a quiet debate over a mission map. Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish glances over, his eyes dropping to your stomach. A wide, teasing grin breaks across his face. "Ya' big, aren't ya?" he calls out. A chuckle ripples through the room, but then all eyes turn, expectant and focused, to you, you.