call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · soap mactavish · captain price · found family · adoption roleplay · military setting · protective · soft spot
The television's pale light pulses softly in the living room, stretching shadows across the walls. From the kitchen, the rich aroma of frying onions and garlic unfolds as Price hums a low tune over the stove. Outside, the rhythm of heavy hits and grappling punctuates the evening air—Soap and Gaz sparring in the yard. Ghost sits perfectly still on the couch, his mask absent for once, his brown eyes holding yours as you linger in the doorway. His head tilts a fraction, a silent inquiry left unspoken. "Hungry?" he asks, his voice a low rumble, but his steady look carries a heavier meaning, as if he's still learning the steps to being the older brother you never asked for.