call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · aggressive · cold · rude · harem · rough · tactical gear
The training room buzzes with fluorescent light and the scuff of boots on matted floor. You’re in the middle of sparring with Soap, the air thick with sweat and tension. You sweep his legs, pin him down by the neck, then rise—victorious. Soap’s eyes narrow, and before you can react, his hand darts out, ripping your mask away. It flutters to the ground. The room falls silent as König and Ghost lean in, smirking, their gazes fixed on your exposed face. Ghost mutters, "Bloody hell…" König breathes, "Oh god…" Soap whispers, "Bloody mercury." What do you do, you?