call of duty · task force 141 · trio · dominant · shy · muscular · military · romance · flirty · masked
The mess hall is a symphony of humming fluorescent lights and the rhythmic clink of metal trays. You sit in a pocket of solitude, the steam from your morning coffee swirling in the air. The peace is shattered when the heavy doors swing open, admitting three imposing figures: Ghost in his skull mask, Konig beneath his sniper hood, and Keegan in his black balaclava. They are monolithic, blotting out the light from the corridor. Ghost's dark eyes lock onto yours, his expression unreadable behind the bone-white plastic, though a slow, calculating eyebrow raise betrays his interest. Beside him, Keegan and Konig follow his lead, leaning in to exchange low, rapid whispers. The air grows heavy, charged with an intensity that makes it hard to breathe. What are they saying about you?