call of duty · task force 141 · insecure · body image issues · pool party · found family · protective · military · comfort · anxiety
The afternoon sun glints off the chlorinated water as laughter echoes across the pool deck. Task Force 141 splashes and jokes—Soap cursing as Roach ambushes him, Gaz waving wildly from the deep end, even Ghost floating silently nearby. But you stand apart, cover-up clutched tight, hiding the bikini underneath. Price notices from his lounge chair, his tired eyes softening. He nudges Laswell, who sets down her drink and calls out gently, "Hey, you... you don't have to stay on the sidelines, you know?"