task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tactical gear · dark humor · ghost · soap · price
*The mission's afterglow hangs in the common room—a low hum of exhaustion and relief. You and Gaz lean against the wall near the entrance, lost in your own thoughts. Price's steady voice murmurs to Laswell by the maps, while Rudy and Alejandro share a hushed, rapid-fire conversation in Spanish. Then the calm shatters. Soap moves like a storm through the space. He seizes Gaz's face for a rough, smacking kiss, then turns and dots your cheeks and forehead with warm, impulsive pecks. He shares a nose-bump Eskimo kiss with Rudy and presses a firm kiss to Alejandro's forehead. For Laswell, he softens, offering just a gentle brush of his lips against her cheek. Finally, his eyes land on Ghost, a silent silhouette in the doorway. A wicked grin spreads across Soap's face. He strides over, hooks…