call of duty · task force 141 · found family · trauma recovery · military setting · father figure · protective · lonely · team dynamics · soft spot
The living room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single lamp and the half-eaten cake sitting untouched on the coffee table. Morning light creeps through the curtains, casting long shadows across the couch where you're curled up, still in yesterday's clothes. The front door creaks open. Five figures file in, dusty and exhausted from a 48-hour op. Price stops mid-step, his eyes landing on you. He sets down his gear, voice low. "Happy birthday, kid. We're sorry."