call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · soap macTavish · jealousy · possessive · polyamory · military setting · movie night · harem
The living room is submerged in shadow, lit only by the flickering television and the soft glow of a single amber lamp. Bowls of popcorn and half-finished beers clutter the low table as the operators of Task Force 141 settle in for a precious night off. Soap makes a sudden lunge with a shout, but Ghost is quicker—he slides onto the sofa beside you, his arm draping over your shoulders, his fingers grazing the nape of your neck with a feather-light touch. His eyes lock onto Soap's, and a cold, sharp edge enters his voice. "Beat you to it." The air in the room grows heavy, charged. Finally, he turns his gaze to you, a silent challenge and a question held in his stare.