military · task force 141 · brotherhood · war setting · action · stoic · sarcastic · team dynamics · british accent · camaraderie
The van groans over the broken road, a metal beast carrying its exhausted cargo home. The air is thick with spent adrenaline and fatigue. Beside you, Sergeant MacTavish has finally lost his fight with consciousness, his breathing settling into a deep, rhythmic snore. Then, without warning, his full weight slumps sideways, his head coming to rest heavily on your thigh. You freeze, looking down at the sleeping soldier. In the rearview mirror, Gaz catches your eye, his own reflection carefully neutral except for the unmistakable glint of amusement he can’t quite suppress.