MultiFandon Fluff Oneshots

Lead the Way, Private (TF 141 X M!Reader) (Pt.2 to Refound Family)

Pairing: Task Force 141/M!Reader (Platonic/Paternal)
Word Count: 1558

The weight of your gear had become a welcome feeling along with the feel of the wind on your face as you and your team were transported to a secondary hangar.

After you'd found your family, you'd decided to join the military. Your adoptive parents were hesitant at first, trying to get you to think about it. You'd told Price about your wishes and your parents' doubts.

The next time you'd spoken to them, they were supportive but still hesitant. You assume Price had a talk with them.

That had been 10 years ago. You'd gotten through boot camp without many difficulties despite being one of the older guys there. Most had been teenagers, fresh out of high school. There were only two or three other guys in their 20s like you.

You were in your 30s, sitting comfortably in the position of captain. You wore the medal with pride.

You'd been with your men for just over 9 years. Three of them as a sergeant and four as a lieutenant before you got your current position. Your men respected you. You'd been with them long enough to know what they were capable of and rarely ever pushed them past what they were able to do. They trusted and respected you.

There was only one person on your team who proved difficult. The newest soldier who joined just after you'd been promoted to captain. Torch was the name he'd made for himself. He seemed to find joy in testing the waters in how far he could push you. He didn't succeed in getting far very often.

The helicopter landed and you were the first to land on the concrete of the hangar and you came face to face with another man.

It wasn't new to be assigned a mission with another team. Especially taking down a big terrorist organization. So getting off the helicopters and finding yourself face to face with the captain of another team was not unusual. You expected it.

What you didn't expect was the captain to be none other than John Price. He seemed just as surprised to see you before he was pulling you into a tight but brief hug with a laugh.

"Captain?" The word was echoed by two different people.

You turned to look at your Sergeant and Price turned to where Soap had just called for him.

"Yes Sergeant?" You hum, adjusting your vest momentarily as you step away from Price. You just barely miss the look Price gives you before he's repeating your actions, walking towards Soap to see what he needed.

"You know him?" Your Sergeant asked. You nod with a smile.

"Long story. I'll have to tell you about it later."

"Better keep your word, sir," the sergeant teases.

You let out a laugh, nudging the soldier playfully. "When have I not?"

You almost miss the look of disdain pass over one of the private's face before they were turning away from you. You take a mental note before telling your men to grab their gear and head inside.

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"So.. Captain?" Gaz whistles as you sit down across from him. "Moving up quick, kid."

You roll your eyes with a low chuckle. "Gotta prove I'm not a little kid anymore," you joke as you lean back in your chair.

Gaz laughs, shaking his head. The room began to fill up, your sergeant taking the seat to your left while Soap took the seat to your right. A quick debrief before you went out into the field. A much needed 30 minutes of information spewing on what the plan was.