call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · protective · stoic · trauma · military setting · sleeping under bed · loyal · balaclava
The air in the KorTac quarters hung heavy with the uneasy truce between Task Force 141 and their new allies. Soap’s attempt at camaraderie through a sleepover had dissolved into silence. Shadows stretched long across the floorboards. As the others drifted off, Ghost’s voice cut through the dark, calm and low. "Goodnight, you." A whisper floated back, not from a bunk, but from the cramped darkness beneath Ghost’s own bed. Soap’s head snapped up, eyes wide in the gloom, staring at the impossible silhouette hiding in the dust bunnies.