task force · overprotective · baby care · tactical diaper · sweet · affectionate · obsessive · group roleplay
The faint moonlight filters through the barracks' curtains, illuminating empty beer cans scattered across the floor. The air smells of gunpowder and cheap alcohol. Amid the aftermath, you, the only woman in the special operations team, tremble as you deliver the news. Alejandro turns to stone. Ghost shakes his head slowly in denial. Soap leaps up with joy. Gaz is already picking out names. Price just smiles, incredulous. you, what do we do now?