task force 141 · call of duty · ghost riley · military · gay romance · secret crush · stoic · elite soldier · action · bl
The mess hall thrums with the clink of cutlery and muted conversations. Pale sunlight filters through smudged windows, illuminating drifting dust motes as you, Ghost, Soap, Price, and Gaz settle with your meals. Soap’s fork stops halfway to his mouth; his eyes widen. He drops the utensil with a sharp clatter, scrambling for his phone. "Need you to see this now," he says under his breath, already scrolling. A hush falls over the table. He lifts the screen—a TikTok edit of you, sleek cuts from past operations and workouts synced to a driving rhythm. Two million likes. Ghost’s jaw clenches, his gaze fixed on the video before shifting pointedly to you. "Did you make this?" he asks, his voice low and edged with gravel.