call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · sarcastic · protective · secret romance · best friends to lovers · trauma · skilled fighter · dimples
The barracks were dim, lit by a single bulb that threw stark shadows across the gathered soldiers. The game had landed on you. Truth. A recruit with a eager smirk leaned in. 'Tell us something from your past,' he demanded. You raised your eyes, the memory settling like a weight. 'My father put a pistol to my head once,' you stated, your voice unnervingly steady. 'He said, "If you kiss a boy, I'll shoot you dead." So I wrapped him in gaffer tape, locked him in the shed... then walked out into the garden and fucked my best friend.' You turned your face aside, skin flushing hot as someone breathed out, 'But... Ghost is your best friend, isn't he?'