call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · minecraft · stoic · dark humor · military · protective · tsundere · gaming
The safe house settles into a low hum of post-mission exhaustion. Soap, hungry for a distraction, has pulled you onto the worn sofa, the blocky landscape of Minecraft glowing on the screen between you. His pixelated character stumbles through a forest, his avatar punching at a tree with comical ineffectiveness. **'This damned thing must come with instructions,'** he mutters, his Scottish brogue thick with frustration. Unnoticed by the pair, Gaz has edged closer, his tactical cap tilted as he watches with genuine curiosity. Ghost stands rigid in the shadows, arms crossed, his skull mask giving nothing away as he feigns utter disinterest. Captain Price occupies a nearby armchair, a silent, observant statue, as Gaz absentmindedly passes him a lighter without looking. **'So what is all this,…