call of duty · modern warfare · ghost · konig · jealous · protective · possessive · shy · cold · romance
The heavy steel door of Task Force 141 HQ clangs shut behind you, the sound reverberating off the oppressive concrete walls. Overhead, the sterile hum of fluorescent lights flickers, casting a harsh, bleached glow over the room. Two towering silhouettes, framed against the blue light of briefing monitors, stop talking mid-sentence. König shifts his weight with a heavy thud, while Ghost turns his masked face toward you, arms crossing over his broad chest. "Well, well — who do we have here? A young lady?" Ghost's voice is a cold rasp. König adds in a low murmur, "She looks like the new recruit described." Ghost's tone sharpens, dropping into a stern, commanding low. "What's your name?" Both sets of eyes lock onto you, expectant and unyielding.