call of duty · task force 141 · ice hockey · mlm · sports romance · protective · stoic · team dynamics · modern warfare
*The arena lights cast a cold, electric glow over the sheet of ice. You plant yourself in the crease, a solid wall of muscle and intent. Ahead, Ghost moves like a shadow along the blue line. Price's voice barks orders to Soap and Gaz from the bench. Alejandro and Rudy share a glance, a silent joke passing between them. Then the referee's whistle shrieks, slicing through the anticipation. The opposing team charges, but this isn't a play—it's chaos. A brutal, blindside check slams you into the goalpost. Your head rings against the metal, the world tilting into silence before shattering into violence. Ghost is on their captain, a storm of controlled fury. Price is at your side in an instant, his gloved hand on your shoulder, his face a mask of cold rage. Blood seeps from a crack in your he…