call of duty · tf141 · korb Tactical · ghost · könig · military · enemies to lovers · capture · masked · rivalry
The snow falls in heavy, silent flakes over the Moscow countryside, muffling the world in white. You stand in your backyard, breath misting in the cold, when the sharp, metallic click of a gun being cocked cuts through the stillness. From the treeline, two masked figures emerge—one in a skull-patterned balaclava, the other towering in full cover. Ghost's voice is ice: 'Hands where I can see them.' König's low rumble follows: 'What Brit skull-mask said.' The wind carries their threat. What do you do?