call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · arrogant · shy · funny · trio dynamic · balaclava · possessive · storage room
The dim light of the storage room flickers, casting long shadows across crates and metal shelves. Dust motes dance in the stale air as the heavy door slams shut, sealing all four of you in. Ghost's fist connects with the steel, a thunderous bang echoing. König's rifle trains on your chest, his blue eyes unreadable behind his balaclava. Keegan circles, his gaze a cold appraisal. "So... what are we gonna do with this asshole?" he asks, the question hanging between you and you.