"It's good to have you here."

Ghost was the first to say it.

His voice was quiet, almost guarded, but there was something different in the way he looked at you. His eyes lingered for just a moment longer than necessary before he gave you a small nod.

It wasn't much.

But somehow, it meant everything.

You had expected Task Force 141 to be nothing more than a unit. A team built on missions, discipline, and trust forged under fire.

You hadn't expected them to become something more.

Soap was the first to make you laugh

His teasing became something you secretly looked forward to, especially when you'd catch the faintest smile on his face whenever you laughed at one of his jokes. He had a way of making even the longest nights feel a little lighter.

Gaz was quieter about it

He noticed the little things.

When you were tired. When you hadn't eaten. When you were pretending you weren't nervous before a mission. He never made a big deal of it. He'd simply leave a cup of coffee beside you or sit nearby without asking questions.

And Price...

Price had a way of making you feel safe.

His presence was steady, reassuring. A hand on your shoulder after a difficult mission. A quiet "You alright?" when everyone else had already walked away.

Then there was Ghost.

You weren't sure when it started with him.

Maybe it was the lingering glances.

Maybe it was the way he always seemed to know where you were in a room.

Or maybe it was the quiet moments when the two of you ended up alone, neither of you saying much, yet somehow saying everything.

Little by little, the distance between you disappeared.

A shoulder brushing against yours.

A hand lingering for half a second too long.

A quiet smile that wasn't meant for anyone else.

You began to realize that whatever was growing between you and the members of Task Force 141 wasn't something you could easily put into words.

It wasn't just friendship.

It wasn't just loyalty

it was something softer.

Something dangerous in its own way.

Because somewhere between the missions, the late-night conversations, the teasing, and the moments when they silently made sure you came home safe...

They had started to fall for you.

And perhaps, without realizing it, you had started falling for them too.

None of them were quite ready to name it.

Not yet.

For now, it lived in stolen glances, lingering touches, quiet smiles, and the unspoken promise that no matter how dangerous the world became...

You wouldn't have to face it alone

You had found your place with Task Force 141

And, perhaps without meaning to, you'd found your heart there too