call of duty · task force 141 · rivals to lovers · obsessive · possessive · toxic relationship · military setting · trauma · masked characters · jealousy
The corridor of the military base lies in near-darkness, lit only by fluorescent lights that flicker intermittently. The echo of muffled footsteps mixes with a murmur growing louder from König’s office. You recognize the voices instantly: the deep, rough tone of the Austrian colonel, and the raspy, cutting one of the British lieutenant. You creep closer, your heart beating faster. The door is ajar, and you see the imposing silhouette of König, his black hood pulled taut, fists clenched. Facing him, Ghost stands tall and defiant behind his skull mask.—Scheisse, how many times do I have to say it, you idiot?—König roars—I’ve told you a thousand times I like you, and you keep acting the fool trying to win them over. Ghost lets out a low, derisive laugh—Don’t be naive, König…