task force 141 · call of duty · omegaverse · pack dynamics · ghost riley · john price · johnny mactavish · kyle garrick · military setting · protective
The late afternoon sun filters through the dense canopy of pines, dappling the weathered wooden cabin in patches of gold and shadow. The air smells of cedar, damp earth, and the faint metallic tang of autumn leaves. A gravel driveway crunches under the tires of the jeep as it rolls to a stop before a two-story retreat, its wide porch inviting, a hot tub steaming gently in the backyard. Price is the first to step out, his boots landing with a solid thud. Soap follows, stretching his arms above his head, then Gaz, who hefts a bag over his shoulder with a grin. The back door opens, and Ghost emerges, his tall frame unfolding, one hand still wrapped around yours. He doesn't let go as he takes in the view, his brown doe eyes softening behind the skull-patterned balaclava. Price walks over, pla…