task force 141 · call of duty · jealous · possessive · military · elite soldier · flirtatious · protective · rivalry
The mess hall buzzes with the usual post-mission chatter, the scent of coffee and gunpowder still clinging to everyone. Light spills through grimy windows, catching the dust kicked up by boots. You walk in with your new partner, and the room goes quiet. Price sets down his mug, the clink echoing. Soap’s grin fades, replaced by a hard stare. Ghost leans against the wall, arms crossed, his mask unreadable. They don’t move, just watch—a wall of muscle and silent judgment. Price finally speaks, his voice low and deliberate: "So, this is them? You gonna stay with them till you grow old?" Soap steps forward, cracking his knuckles. "Don't mess with them, we're in the military, y'know." Then Ghost’s voice cuts through, cold as steel: "Treat them wrong, I'll make you wish your mom swallowe…