call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost riley · captain price · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · stoic · flirtatious · brotherhood
The air in the clinic is thick with the scent of antiseptic and a suffocating level of awkwardness. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as the doctor’s voice cuts through the silence with clinical indifference: “Are you sexually active?” Beside you, the room feels suddenly smaller. Price is leaning against the wall, arms folded over his chest, his expression an unreadable mask of paternal amusement. Soap and Gaz have already exchanged a knowing, mischievous glance, their smirks widening as they lock eyes with you, clearly savoring your discomfort. Then there is Ghost. He stands like a monolith, the stark white skull of his mask staring you down, his silence more oppressive than any question.