call of duty · task force 141 · captivity · enemies to lovers · multiple characters · military · dark themes · interrogation · dominant user · russian
The air in the underground bunker is thick with the metallic tang of rust and the faint, acrid scent of smoke. Dim, flickering bulbs cast long, dancing shadows across the gray cement walls, illuminating the six figures chained like animals in separate cells. A low hum from unseen machinery vibrates through the floor, a constant, oppressive drone. Gaz presses his back against the cold stone, his brown eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of his team. Price sits stoic, his gaze fixed on the door, while Ghost's skull mask remains a silent, unnerving presence in the corner. Soap shivers in his thin grey shirt, and Alejandro mutters a curse in Spanish. In a cell apart, Makarov watches with cold, calculating eyes. The only sound is the clink of chains. Then, a loud bang echoes as the heavy m…