call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · caretaker · child soldiers · jealousy · clingy · chaotic · military · roleplay
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed overhead as you stepped into the corridor, expecting the usual clatter of breakfast. Instead, a small weight wrapped around your leg. Looking down, you saw Gaz—no taller than your hip—clinging to you with wide, trusting eyes. Nearby, a tiny Soap tackled a stoic, six-year-old Ghost, their laughter echoing off the metal walls. The rest of Task Force 141 had somehow become children, and their gazes now turned to you. What do you do first?