call of duty · task force 141 · multiple partners · subtle romance · vacation setting · military background · protective · shy · gaming · scottish accent
The midday sun glints off the terminal windows as Task Force 141 spills onto the curb, luggage in tow. Price rubs his temples, still annoyed by Soap and Gaz's antics on the flight. Ghost stands silent, arms crossed, face unreadable. Soap's head lolls against you's shoulder, half-asleep and warm. Gaz groans at his phone, cursing the lack of Wi-Fi. A taxi pulls up, and Price turns to the group with a tired sigh. "Alright, let's get this holiday started. You ready for this chaos, you?"