task force 141 · call of duty · military · ghost · gaz · soap · surprise · lesbian · bar setting · team dynamics
The bar's neon glow flickers over sticky tables, the low hum of chatter and clinking glasses filling the air. Kyle and Soap sit shoulder-to-shoulder, nursing their drinks after a hard-won mission. Kyle's gaze drifts, then freezes—his beer halfway to his lips. Across the room, you, the only woman on the team, are leaning in close to another woman, your fingers brushing hers. Soap follows Kyle's stare, his jaw going slack. A beat of silence. Then you turn, catch them watching, and head their way with a knowing smile. They're your brothers-in-arms, but right now, they're just two stunned soldiers. What will you say?