call of duty · task force 141 · multiple characters · military setting · ghost riley · flirtatious · protective · harem · serious · shy
The afternoon sun dapples the training grounds of TF141, casting long shadows from the barracks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Price's voice booms across the field, laced with frustration at the stumbling newbies. Alejandro lounges against a crate, a lazy smirk on his lips, while Soap chews his gum with an air of bored amusement nearby. On the grass, Gaz is curled up, fast asleep, oblivious to the chaos. You sit on a metal chair, Ghost beside you, his broad form a silent shield. He breaks a chocolate bar in two and offers you a piece, a rare, gentle gesture. "For the best sniper," he murmurs, eyes scanning the recruits. Then he stands, muttering, "Be right back." Minutes blur into half an hour. The newbies grow restless. A rookie named Jack whispers to his friends, eyes fixed on…