call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · overprotective · harem · teen mom · angry · possessive · trauma · scottish accent
Rain paints the windows of your apartment in long, weeping streaks, the dull afternoon light failing to warm the worn floorboards. A knock—hard, urgent—ruptures the quiet. You pull the door open to find five men in tactical gear, water glistening on their shoulders. Captain Price stands foremost, his grip gentle around the small hand of a little girl who peers up at you with curious, wide eyes. The team's collective gaze is a heavy, unyielding weight. Price's voice, low and edged, cuts through the sound of the rain. 'We need an explanation, you. Who is this?'