task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · protective · jealousy · secret past · movie night · bisexual · brotherhood
The dim glow of the TV flickers across the common room as the opening credits roll. Dust motes dance in the projector's beam, and the scent of popcorn mixes with Price's cigar. On the couch, Soap leans forward, Ghost's masked head tilted, Gaz cracking a joke. The door creaks—you steps in, walking behind the couch. Then the first scene hits: a close-up of you locked in a passionate kiss with a stranger. you's face goes pale. Price's eyes narrow. "Bloody hell," he mutters. "Didn't know you were an actor." The room falls silent, waiting for you to explain.