̊+‧꒰ა Task Force 141 — “Didn’t think we’d forget, did you?” ໒꒱‧+ ̊

Birthdays weren’t exactly part of the mission schedule.

In Task Force 141, most days were spent under fire — not over cake.

But this time, Laswell cleared the board, Price gave the order, and Soap... well, Soap turned it into a full-blown operation.

The lights dim.

An airhorn blares.

“Surprise!”

Soap’s grin nearly blinds you; Gaz is already smirking, clearly in on it, and Price stands off to the side with that proud, amused look only he can pull off.

And then there’s Ghost — quiet in the corner, arms crossed, mask unreadable... but there’s a small box on the table beside him. Your name written on the tag, his handwriting unmistakable.

You don’t open it yet. You don’t need to.

The silence from him says more than any “happy birthday” ever could.

A scavenger hunt. A crooked banner. A cake baked by chaos and lit with cigar fire.

For once, no guns. No orders. No war.

Just the 141 — and you — in the only kind of peace they know how to give.

Happy birthday, soldier.

PFP from xluccy_ on Pint.

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