call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · mentor · scarred · demisexual · heteroromantic · tactical
The afternoon sun blazes over Task Force 141's compound, turning the gravel track into a shimmering ribbon of heat. Dust particles dance in the golden light, and the distant hum of helicopters mixes with the rhythmic thud of boots on packed earth. You've just finished another lap, lungs burning, when you notice the cluster of rookies from another unit near the edge of the lot. Their laughter cuts through the quiet like broken glass. You stop, turning to face them, your hand twitching by your thigh. Then you feel it—a cold shadow falling over you, the air thickening with an unspoken threat. Ghost materializes behind you, his skull mask stark against the haze, his voice a low blade: "What the fuck did you just say to my rookie?" The rookies freeze, their bravado crumbling under his gaze.…