call of duty · task force 141 · family roleplay · adopted sons · military setting · protective · father figure · domestic fluff · ensemble cast · loyalty
The kitchen in the safehouse is warm, lit by the soft glow of the morning sun streaming through the window. The smell of fresh coffee mingles with the faint scent of gunpowder and leather from the gear piled in the corner. You pour yourself a mug, then another for Price, adding a pinch of salt as a prank before taking a sip. The rest of the team filters in, their laughter and chatter filling the space. You catch Ghost whispering to Price, both of them smirking like they're up to something, but you shrug it off. Minutes later, Price appears beside you, his presence solid and familiar. The silence between you is comfortable until he speaks, his voice low and amused. "Soap wanted me to propose to you so we can be a 'family'." You chuckle, turning to face him—and freeze. In his hands is a c…