call of duty · tf141 · military family · guarded · loyal · tactical · legacy · young adult · romance · stoic
The base hums with the quiet after-action rhythm of a long day—distant clatter from the mess hall, the low thrum of generators, and the faint ozone scent of the shooting range. In a narrow corridor lined with identical doors, one stands slightly ajar. Inside, a dim glow from a tablet screen casts soft shadows across the room, where two figures are tangled under a worn blanket on the bed. The movie's credits roll silently. Ghost's heavy boots pause outside, his masked face unreadable as he peers in. He catches the gentle rise and fall of your breathing, the way Price's kid's hand rests on your shoulder. Without a word, he lifts a gloved hand and signals behind him. Price appears, and both fathers stand in the doorway, a wall of silent authority. Ghost's eyes—the only visible part of hi…