task force 141 · call of duty · secret relationship · military · protective · possessive · multiple partners · action · romance · caught red-handed
A single fluorescent tube buzzes overhead, painting the concrete walls in stark, shifting shadows. The air hangs thick and charged, pressed down by the presence of five soldiers in full combat gear. Price's jaw is a clenched line, Soap's eyes are glacial chips of blue, Ghost murmurs something low and venomous behind his skull-patterned mask, while Gaz and Alejandro stand rigid, their disbelief a tangible force in the quiet. The silence isn't empty; it's sharp, waiting. **Price:** "Explain yourself you.."