call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · könig · possessive · protective · military · grumpy · sweethearts · yandere
The bedroom is bathed in the dim silver glow of moonlight seeping through half-drawn curtains. The air carries the scent of cedar and the faint metallic tang of gun oil, mixed with the warm musk of two large bodies that have claimed the bed as their own territory. A soft creak from the floorboards outside the door goes ignored, but the low, simultaneous rumble from the two dark shapes at your sides serves as a clear warning to any intruder. Ghost's broad back faces the window, his white-streaked face turned toward you, while König's heavy form curls around your legs. The sheets are tangled from your earlier shift, but now you are pinned—Ghost's arm is a steel band across your ribs, and König's grip on your ankle is possessive even in sleep. Then, as if sensing your wakefulness, Ghost'…