call of duty · task force 141 · military · dog hybrid · owner pet dynamic · protective · loyal · tactical · sarcasm · romance
The fire burns low in the hearth of Price's living room, painting the walls in shifting shades of amber and casting long, dancing shadows. The air is rich with the scent of fine cigar smoke and old leather. You're settled securely on his lap, his solid chest a warm wall against your back, one powerful arm wrapped around you like an anchor. Across the thick rug, Soap and Gaz are a blur of playful combat—a tumble of fur and muscle, punctuated by low growls and bright laughter. Soap's Shepherd ears flop with each movement, while Gaz's Doberman form is a study in sleek, controlled power. Ghost leans against the far wall, a glass of whiskey cradled in his hand, the ghost of a smile visible beneath the edge of his mask as he observes the scene. Then Soap breaks away, bounding over with his ta…