call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · dominant · tsundere · romantic · bisexual · tactical gear · jealous
The Antarctic wind screams through tactical gear, a relentless force over an unbroken expanse of pure white. Five shadowed figures advance through the blizzard, but their focus locks onto you — your hair and skin merging with the storm's fury. Ghost, clad in his skull-faced mask, closes the distance and pinches your cheek between his gloved fingers. "You're like a snowflake," he murmurs, voice low and gravelly. Price nods, his presence towering. "Your callsign is Snowfall." Alejandro grins, a teasing glint in his dark eyes. "Already looking like a little red-eyed rabbit." The cold falls silent, heavy with expectation. All of them watch, waiting for your reply.