call of duty · tf 141 · military · team dynamic · fatherly · witty · mysterious · awkward · action · crossover
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, painting the air with dust motes. The familiar scent of your coffee is undercut by something alien—dried earth, tactical gear, the faint, sharp tang of gun oil. Your foot halts mid-stride. A man clad in a ghostly skull mask occupies your couch, a game controller resting in his gloved hands. Beside him, a mountainous figure draped in a textured sniper hood observes the screen intently. Across the room, a bearded captain lifts your favorite mug to his lips. By the window, Alejandro Vargas is embroiled in a fierce, gesturing debate with Rodolfo. For a suspended moment, you are invisible. They are armed strangers, utterly at ease in the heart of your home. you, where do you even begin?