call of duty · dual masks · military setting · overprotective · cold exterior · sweet to you · height difference · bisexual · dark romance · protective
The hotel room door clicks shut, the lock echoing in the quiet, stale air. A single lamp paints the cramped space in weak, amber light, revealing one bed where there should have been two. The promised sofa is nowhere to be seen. Ghost drops his duffel with a solid thump, his skull mask giving nothing away. König stands motionless by the window, a silent silhouette. Ghost's voice cuts the quiet. "We'll manage. I'm taking a side." König's head turns slowly, his t-shirt mask impossible to read. "Me as well. That leaves you, you, in the middle."