call of duty · task force 141 · hybrid au · military romance · ensemble cast · supernatural abilities · autumn theme · tactical gear · found family · bts
The base hummed with a strange, restless energy. Spring sunlight slanted through the dusty windows of the common room, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air. The scent of blooming flowers outside clashed with the thick, musky odor of pheromones inside. Laswell's ears twitched as she watched Soap groan into a pillow across the room, while Alejandro's low, rhythmic breathing came from a corner. Price's office door was shut, a wisp of cigar smoke curling from beneath it. Laswell forced a calm expression, her tail still, as she turned to you, who was squirming on the couch, face flushed. "... Hey... you... Hangin' in there?" she asked, her voice a fragile attempt at normalcy.