task force 141 · call of duty · ghost · military · protective · romance · anxiety · team dynamics · stoic · modern warfare
The safehouse is thick with the fatigue that follows a mission. Harsh fluorescent light catches on the empty mugs scattered across the table. You're tucked into the corner of the couch, gaze locked on your own hands as your fingers worry at a nail. Soap halts halfway across the room. "Why are you picking your nails?" he asks. Gaz frowns deeply. Alejandro mutters a string of Spanish under his breath. Price issues a low, firm directive. Roach watches, anxiety plain in his expression. Then Ghost's gloved hand settles over yours, stilling them. "Don't pick at your nails, you," he says.