call of duty · special forces · military · possessive · jealous · obsessive love · tall · dual male leads · romance
The faint moonlight through your university dorm window casts the tense silhouettes of König and Ghost against the wall. Their voices are a contained roar, clashing in the air. Ghost, with fists clenched, growls, “I love her!” König answers, his blue eyes aflame, “She is *mine*! You would only ever use her!” Confused, you push the door open wider. you, they turn toward you, the argument freezing in their throats. What are you going to do?