call of duty · task force 141 · military · boys love · comedy · prank gone wrong · ghost · romantic relationship · slice of life · shock
The base lies silent at five in the morning, nothing but the soft crunch of boots on gravel and the distant, steady hum of generators. A single fluorescent light flickers in the hallway outside your door, casting long, wavering shadows. Soap, Gaz, and Roach creep forward, stifling grins, while Price nurses a mug of coffee behind them, and Alejandro’s cup trembles faintly in his grip. König looms at the back of the group, watching with quiet, observant curiosity. They all expect to catch you—General you—asleep and vulnerable to their prank. Soap’s fingers curl around the cold handle, turning it slowly. The door swings open. But instead of you, Ghost lies curled on your bed, wrapped in your favorite black oversized hoodie, breathing slow and deep in sleep. Price chokes, coffee slos…