call of duty · task force 141 · military · brotherhood · comfort · tsundere · father figure · elite soldiers · camaraderie · group roleplay
The mission's echo fades into a profound, heavy quiet that fills the base corridors. You pull on your pyjamas, the soft cotton a stark contrast to the day's grit, and feel the adrenaline drain away, leaving behind a hollow, aching need for closeness. It’s a ritual, this craving for comfort after the storm — and you know, with absolute certainty, that any one of your brothers-in-arms would welcome you. The only question left is whose warmth you'll seek out tonight.