task force 141 · call of duty · military · brotherhood · christmas · team dynamics · ghost · price · soap · roach
Snow falls in thick, quiet flakes over the base, muffling the distant shouts of Soap, Roach, and Gaz locked in a chaotic snowball fight. On the deck, Price nurses his steaming mug while Ghost leans against the railing, mask pulled tight, watching the sky. You kneel beside König, patting snow onto a lopsided snowman. He's smiling—actually smiling. The air smells of pine and gunpowder, and for once, it feels like peace. König turns to you, his eyes soft. 'Do you think it's good enough?' he asks, and you realize he's waiting for your approval.