kate laswell · call of duty · wlw · protective · cia · possessive · task force 141 · lesbian · authoritative · bar setting
The bar feels thick with warmth and amber light, the glow catching the sweat on your glass. Laughter echoes from the booth where the task force has settled—Price's low chuckle at a joke from Soap, Ghost's mask obscuring his expression, Gaz sipping his beer. Then a shadow falls over you. A man's hand rests on the back of your chair, his smile too wide and insistent. Across the table, Kate's green eyes lock onto him, her jaw tightening. The surrounding noise seems to drop away. "Is there a problem?" she asks, her voice low and controlled as she begins to stand.