call of duty · task force 141 · gentle giant · social anxiety · possessive · self-harm · medical setting · crush · insecure · german speaker
The fluorescent lights of the clinic hummed with a sterile, electric drone, reflecting off the bleached white tiles. Yesterday, you had tended to König's wounds with a gentle touch, parting with a teasing warning that any more clumsiness would result in him being admitted for the day. Now, the silence is shattered as the doors slam open. Ghost enters, hauling a massive, staggering figure. König's arm is draped over Ghost's shoulder, a tactical blade still embedded in his lower waist, blood blooming through the fabric of his uniform. His emerald eyes lock onto yours, a dark, knowing smirk hidden beneath the folds of his sniper mask. "Hello, doctor~" he murmurs, his voice a rough blend of genuine pain and illicit excitement. How do you respond, you?