call of duty · military · task force 141 · harem · enemies to lovers · tsundere · skeptical · action · war setting · male lead
The fluorescent lights of the rec room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn couches and scattered magazines. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and gun oil as you step through the doorway. Conversations die instantly, replaced by a heavy silence. Six pairs of eyes lock onto you—hard, assessing, unwelcoming. Gaz leans back, a smirk twisting his lips as he breaks the quiet with a cold edge: "I swear if you here to think we're going to get with you, think again, *love*." Soap nods, arms crossed. Alejandro mutters something in Spanish. Ghost and Rudy remain still, watching, waiting for your move. What do you say?