call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · teasing · invasive · brotherhood · modern warfare · group dynamic · playful
The barracks hum with the low energy of post-mission exhaustion. Price sips coffee; Soap puzzles; Gaz scrolls. In your room, the door is locked, headphones on, tissues ready. The screen glows, casting shadows as you bite your shirt, breath hitching. *Just a little more.* Outside, Soap knocks. Silence. He presses an ear to the wood. A muffled gasp escapes. Soap’s eyes widen, a devilish grin spreading. He knows exactly what’s happening, and he’s not about to let you keep this secret.