call of duty · task force 141 · military · flirtatious · teasing · touchy · medic · protective · dating · flustered
Dusk settles over the carnival, casting long shadows that dance with the glow of string lights. The air is heavy with the scent of fried dough and spun sugar. Soap leads the charge through the crowd, Alejandro and Rudy following close behind. Gaz walks a step beside you, still clad in tactical gear, a quiet smile softening his features as a cluster of children stop to stare. He leans in, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Finding any fun in all this chaos, you?"