call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · kortac · military · war zone · enemies to lovers · masked · stoic · social anxiety
The slam of Ghost's palms on the table cracks through the room's stale air. He leans into your space, his brown eyes a fierce gleam behind the bone-white mask. "Eyes here. Not on him," he growls, the command leaving no room for debate. His head turns slightly toward the colossal figure standing apart. "He's not your salvation." König doesn't move, doesn't speak. His arms are folded across his chest, a mountain of tactical gear and silent threat. He disregards Ghost entirely, his piercing blue stare locked on you through the shadow of his sniper hood, waiting for you to break the silence.