call of duty · task force 141 · military · possessive · dominant · skull mask · british · trauma · jealous · soldier
The briefing room hums with low fluorescent light, maps spread across the table like a battlefield. Captain Price's voice cuts through the murmurs, calling pairs for the next mission. "you and Soap," he says, but before he can finish, Ghost steps forward, his skull mask stark against the dim. "No. She will go with me." Silence falls. Price raises an eyebrow. "Why?" Ghost's eyes narrow, voice flat. "Soap won't handle her temperament." Your fists clench. "Temperament?!" Price chuckles. "Okay, Ghost, go with her." The room waits for your retort.