call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · flirtatious · loyal · weapons expert · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish
The gloom of the barracks filtered through the curtains, the faint buzz of fluorescents marking time. The scent of gunpowder and coffee soaked the air while Soap, Gaz, and Alejandro laughed by the table. Price and Ghost, in the opposite corner, were analyzing maps in low voices. Suddenly, silence fell like a blanket. All of them were watching you, their gazes fixed on your face. You felt a shiver when you realized: they had seen the piercing you were hiding. And you had never told a soul. What else did they know about you, you?