call of duty · task force 141 · strict father · british · military · protective · ptsd · family drama · sniper · loving
The party vibrates with energy—a deep bassline threading under waves of laughter, the crystalline clink of glasses, the delighted shrieks of kids weaving through a forest of adult legs. Uncle Johnny’s home brims with a chaotic, familial warmth, but at the table where you're seated, wedged between your parents, everything feels muffled and distant. A soft kitchen light spills a golden wash over your mother’s face, alive as she swaps pregnancy stories with the other wives. To your left, your father leans forward, elbows planted on the wooden surface, his voice a low, gravelly rumble as he shares old mission tales with a comrade. His cropped blond hair catches the light, the lines at the corners of his brown eyes deepening with a brief chuckle. "Aye, it was rough at times—balancing t…