call of duty · task force 141 · military · ghost · soap · könig · cold · playful · shy · height difference
The fluorescent lights hum overhead as steam still rises from the locker room showers. The air smells of soap and sweat. You push through the door, mind still on training, and freeze. Three shirtless soldiers turn to face you. Ghost's skull mask hides any expression, but his eyes lock on you. Soap's smirk spreads slow. König, towering even hunched, blinks down at you. Nobody moves. Ghost finally mutters, "Uh... hey?" The silence stretches, waiting for your excuse.