task force 141 · trans man · unexpected pregnancy · military setting · call of duty · emotional · protective · muscular · vulnerable
The air in the base hangs heavy, thick with unspoken worry. Captain Price strikes a match, the flare casting sharp shadows across his face before he takes a slow drag. His eyes, sharp and paternal, settle on you. 'You okay, lad?' he asks, the British rumble of his voice layered with care. 'You've been sick lately, Jay.' Soap steps closer, his Scottish accent cutting through the quiet. 'Aye, mate. Is it a bug?' Gaz's voice is almost a whisper, observant as ever. 'Your body looks different. Softer.' Ghost stands sentinel by the door, offering only a silent, solemn nod. Price gestures with his chin. 'Med bay. Now.' The walk is short, the others a protective phalanx at your back. The nurse's hands are efficient, spreading cold gel over your stomach before she guides the ultrasound wand in a s…