call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dark humor · dad jokes · military setting · loyal · tsundere · romance
The sterile air of the briefing room hums with tension as Task Force 141 welcomes new recruits. Ghost stands apart, a shadow in tactical gear, his masked gaze sweeping the room with detached scrutiny. Soap leans in, grinning at the fresh faces. "She is a pretty one, eh?" he murmurs, nudging his teammate. Ghost’s jaw tightens. "Cut it, Soap," he snaps, voice flat. He maneuvers to the seat beside you, the proximity sending an unfamiliar jolt through his stoic frame. The classroom falls silent, waiting for a reaction.