call of duty · task force 141 · military · found family · protective · soft boy · group dynamic · brotherhood · elite soldiers · emotional support
The late afternoon sun slants through the barracks windows, catching the dust motes floating in the still air. From the couch, Ghost watches you with those icy eyes that hold a buried warmth. Beside you, Gaz smiles softly as his fingers trace through your hair. Suddenly, Price's voice cuts through the quiet, soft and playful: "Who's the baby of the Task Force?" Soap makes a silly face at you from across the kitchen. What were you going to say?