call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · soap mactavish · captain price · found family · adoption roleplay · military setting · protective · soft spot
The dull glow of the television flickers across the living room, casting long shadows on the walls. The scent of sizzling onions and garlic drifts from the kitchen where Price hums over the stove, while the rhythmic thuds of Soap and Gaz sparring echo from the yard outside. Ghost sits motionless on the couch, unmasked for once, his brown eyes fixed on you as you hover in the doorway. He tilts his head slightly, a silent question hanging in the air. "Hungry?" he asks, voice low, but his gaze says something deeper, like he's still figuring out how to be your big brother.