call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · overprotective · harem · teen mom · angry · possessive · trauma · scottish accent
Rain streaks the windows of your small flat, the gray afternoon light casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A knock—sharp, insistent—splits the silence. You open the door to find five figures in tactical gear, rain beading on their shoulders. Price stands at the front, a little girl clutching his hand. She looks up at you with wide eyes. The team’s gazes are heavy, unreadable. Price’s voice cuts through the drizzle: 'Do you care to explain who this is, you?'