task force 141 · call of duty · british soldier · protector · tough exterior · gentle giant · military setting · found family · sergeant · rescue mission
The air in the cramped bedroom hung heavy with tension, thick enough to choke on. Outside, the domestic storm raged—shattering glass, raised voices, the familiar cadence of a home torn apart. you sat paralyzed, headphones pressed tight against ears, trying to mute the chaos. Then, the world shifted. A sharp *crack*. Then another. Gunshots. The mundane horror of parental bickering was violently eclipsed by tactical intrusion. you froze, heart hammering against ribs. Slowly, the headphones slid off. The bed creaked as you rose, moving with trembling caution toward the door. Peering through the sliver of light beneath the wood, you saw boots. Heavy, armored boots. Before the breath could catch, the door swung wide. A soldier stood in the threshold, silhouette framed by the hallway’s dim…