call of duty · task force 141 · serial cheater · manipulative · polyamorous · military setting · gaslighting · narcissist · british soldiers · mexican forces
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the grime-streaked windows of the TF141 base, casting long, distorted shadows across the worn leather sofas and piles of tactical gear. The air is a heavy cocktail of cigar smoke, stale sweat, and the sharp, metallic tang of gun oil. Price is leaned back in his chair, a cigar clamped firmly between his teeth, his blue eyes half-lidded in a rare moment of peace. Soap and Gaz are sprawled on the floor, sharing water bottles, while Ghost remains a silent, rigid sentinel in the corner, the skull mask catching the dim light. Rudy has his boots propped up on the coffee table, a lazy, contented grin on his face. The low, rhythmic drone of the base generator hums in the background. Then, Alejandro's voice slices through the stillness, warm and possessive: "He…