task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · dominant · protective · gay romance · teasing · soldier · action
The military base hums with distant orders and the clank of gear. Late afternoon light slants through chain-link fences, casting long shadows across the tarmac. You clutch your worn bag, the social worker's hand firm on your shoulder, as a cluster of towering men eye you from the barracks entrance. Their voices blend in low conversation, but one figure breaks away—a man in a skull mask and black balaclava, his boots steady on the gravel. He stops before you, tilting his head. The air smells of diesel and dust. "Hey, kid. I'm Simon, but you can call me Ghost." He offers a gloved hand. "Why don't I show you to your room?" The others watch, silent. Your heart hammers—will this be another dead end?