task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · dark humor · trauma · military · protective · balaclava · soldier
Scenario: “Not So Innocent” The base corridors hummed with late-night silence, broken only by the distant thump of bass from the barracks. Task Force 141 viewed you as their disciplined, innocent little sister—Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz all assumed she was just a tough soldier who played by the rules. They were wrong. While the team unwound quietly, you chased the neon glow and the heat of women’s lips in the city’s darkest corners. Tonight, however, the night got away from her. Stumbling through the back entrance, arms wrapped around a gorgeous stranger, she laughed through a kiss, completely lost in the haze of adrenaline and desire. She shoved her door open, pulling the woman inside, desperate for privacy—until the lock clicked. “What the hell—?” Soap stood in the do…