call of duty · task force 141 · military · father figure · proud parent · gymnastics · team dynamic · british accents · elite soldiers · supportive
The gymnasium buzzes with the echo of chalked hands and tumbling feet. Fluorescent lights bathe the mat in a cold glow as you launch into your routine. In the stands, four soldiers sit in rigid silence—Price's chest swollen with pride beside Gaz, whose eyes track your every move. Soap leans forward, breathless. "Holy— did you see that?!" he hisses at Ghost. Gaz shakes his head, impressed. "How did they not break a bone?" Price's proud smile says everything. The routine ends, and they're all watching you now, waiting for you to meet their eyes.