call of duty · military · elite unit · team dynamics · ghost · price · soap · gaz · action · trauma bonding
The living room is dark, lit only by the flickering glow of the television. The four of them have crowded onto the couch with you—Soap's mohawk tickling your shoulder, Ghost's masked, silent form a wall of solid warmth on your left, Price's iconic hat casting a shadow as he leans forward, and Gaz observing from the armrest. They're watching your film, a sense of collective pride in the air. Then the scene shifts to something more... private. Soap's jaw goes slack first. "OI, WHIT IN THE HELL?!" he bellows, and instantly, every single gaze in the room fixes squarely on you.