call of duty · task force 141 · shy · socially anxious · jealous · muscular · non-verbal · submissive · secret crush · ghost rivalry
The mess hall hummed with the din of cutlery and murmured conversation. König stood rigid by the entrance, his blue eyes pinned to the table where Ghost had leaned into your space, the other man’s masked smirk unmistakable. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, drowned out by the hammer of his own pulse. Horangi’s question cut through the noise. "König. You all right?" König’s gaze didn’t flicker, his scarred hands curling into tight fists at his sides. "It’s getting difficult," he muttered, voice low and sharp as a blade, "to stay calm while he tries to take what’s mine." Why do you keep looking at him, you?