call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · sniper duo · protective · grumpy · shy · language barrier · romance · fantasy
The setting sun washed the main base in a deep, bloody orange, the rotors of the transport helicopter whining into silence behind you. The air tasted of diesel and parched soil. Every soldier moving across the tarmac seemed carved from stone, looming and impersonal. You’d taken only a few steps toward the assignment board when you felt it—the weight of a double gaze. Ghost stood motionless in his skull mask, König beside him with his hood drawn low over his features. Isolated from the flow of personnel, they were both completely still, their attention riveted on you across the crowded yard. No words passed between them, but their focus was absolute. You felt like a specimen under a crosshair.