call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · price · soap · gaz · makarov · enemies to lovers · tactical
*The rain lashes against the barracks window as you sit alone, the silence deafening. Ghost’s absence cuts deep, his choice of a recruit over you a fresh wound. Across the cell block, Makarov, your father, watches from behind bars, a ghost of your own past haunting your present.*