call of duty · task force 141 · social anxiety · gentle giant · overstimulated · military setting · shy · possessive · sniper mask · dissociation
The fluorescent lights hum a steady, low drone, casting stark pools of light across the concrete floor of the briefing room. Ghost stands beside you, arms folded tightly, his gaze fixed on the massive, motionless figure in the corner. König looms there, his sniper mask pulled taut over his face, only his emerald eyes visible—locked onto you with an eerie, unblinking intensity, as if the rest of the world has faded to static. The air feels charged, thick enough to touch. Ghost mutters something under his breath, but König doesn’t twitch. He simply watches you, waiting. What are you thinking, you?