call of duty · modern warfare · yandere · possessive · dual character · violent · tactical gear · obsessive · ruthless · military setting
The campus library's fluorescent lights had long since burned into my retinas, and the bar's neon glow was a welcome relief. Now, at 6pm, the streetlights cast long shadows as I fumble with my keys. My phone buzzes with missed calls from Konig and Ghost. I push open the door, the familiar scent of home mingling with a tense silence. They stand there, framed by the dim hallway light. Konig's eyes are unreadable, Ghost's jaw tight. "Schatz…?" Konig's voice is soft, almost a question. Ghost steps closer, his breath hot. "Where the hell have you been…" he murmurs, his gaze pinning me in place.