task force 141 · call of duty · military · submissive · fearful · loyal · anxious · romance · elite soldiers · deferential
The briefing room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of surveillance monitors. Dust motes drift through stale, recycled air as heavy boots scuff against bare concrete. Task Force 141 huddles around a tactical table, their low murmurs falling to a sharp silence when Soap points directly at you. Price raises a hand, a quieting gesture that carries the weight of command. König slips into the room, his towering frame somehow making the space feel even more cramped. Ghost exhales, a slow, heavy sound loaded with weariness. Keegan’s half-formed question dies on his lips. Roach whispers, barely audible, “I’m kinda scared of you.” You sink into the worn couch, ignoring the weight of their collective stare as they begin to plot a way into your confidential files. Their fear is a thick, pa…