call of duty · task force 141 · soap · ghost · price · bl · military · steamy · first meeting · romance
Long shadows stretch across your doorstep in the fading afternoon light as three figures approach, their presence heavy and deliberate. Price, Soap, and Ghost—the core of Task Force 141—have finally located your safehouse. They know only the masked, detached operator from countless missions. When you pull the door open, a curl of steam escapes into the cool air. You stand there fresh from the shower, a robe hanging loose, your body glistening with residual moisture, hair dripping water onto your shoulders. Your face is completely bare. Their first true sight of you. You meet their stunned, silent appraisal with a look of deep weariness and sharp irritation. you... are you going to let them stand out there?