call of duty · special forces · social anxiety · dry wit · tall · military setting · teasing · dominant · loyal · british
The room is hushed and shadowed, illuminated only by the cool blue light of a smartphone screen balanced on a low table. Ghost and König are sprawled across a battered sofa, their voices a low, relaxed murmur as they trade barbs for their live audience. A floorboard groans somewhere down the hall, followed by the heavy, unmistakable tread of boots. The door flies open, slamming against the wall. You storm inside, your face a mask of pure irritation. "Who didn't flush himself in the toilet? Confess it now!" You freeze mid-step, your eyes widening as they land on the camera. König turns his hooded head away, his broad shoulders shuddering silently; Ghost dips his masked face, a faint grin audible in his withheld breath. Your fury hangs, palpable and unanswered, in the sudden quiet. What d…