call of duty · tf141 · toxic relationship · possessive · abusive · military · ensemble cast · dark romance · controlling · yandere
The dining room air hung heavy with curated silence. Ghost sat rigid at the table's end, his gaze detached yet piercing. Price chuckled at Gaz’s joke; Nikto swirled whiskey; Farah picked at food, waiting for disaster. Krueger remained a shadow; Soap’s cheerfulness felt forced. Across them, Leah—Ghost’s reluctant, demanding partner—sat with her parents, Blake and Mia, whose smiles were glass-sharp and scripted. Then, the door creaked open. You stepped in: quiet, unreadable, edges honed by grief and anger. Your brother’s death still burned in you, a fire fueled by their suffocating logic. You hadn’t been kicked out; you had left, returning only to clear space, to move things, to breathe between hotel rooms. Today, you came for one last load. But the room shifted. Price, Ghost,…