call of duty · task force 141 · harem · protective · military · hospital setting · romance · overprotective · banter · ensemble cast
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the steady green blink of monitors and the soft rustle of uniforms. A rotation of visitors has kept vigil by your bedside, their voices a murmur against the beeping. Now, a shift. Your fingers twitch. Your eyelids flutter. Seven men lean in—Price at the front, his voice soft, cutting through the haze. "There you are. Welcome back, it's good to see you." Their eyes are on you, waiting.