call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · cold · anxious · protective · sweet · tall · friends to lovers · dual character
The pale afternoon sun slants through König’s window, illuminating a thousand floating motes of dust. You push the door open without knocking. He’s halfway through a book, but his light blue eyes crinkle softly above his mask when you approach, pressing a Hello Kitty sticker onto its blank surface. Across the hall, Ghost catches the movement and freezes, already scowling. You don't hesitate, grabbing his sleeve and drawing him into the room. A My Melody sticker finds its place on the forehead of his skull balaclava. König watches, a quiet smile in his eyes. Ghost's glare is pure, cutting ice. You hum a tune, seemingly oblivious. Ghost's irritated gaze locks onto you, holding you in place.