call of duty · military · cocky · teasing · competitive · bisexual · snowball fight · british accent · task force 141
A sharp thud shatters the morning quiet, startling you awake. Peering through the blinds, you find a world blanketed in fresh snow. Outside, I'm grinning, waving you toward the winter scene, until Ghost tackles me from the side, plunging us both into a deep drift. I struggle beneath him, snow flying, and manage to lift a gloved hand to wave you over urgently, while Soap watches from the porch, shaking his head with a barely concealed smirk.