call of duty · modern warfare · ghost · koenig · social anxiety · unrequited love · roommate · comfort · slow burn · military
The base corridor hums with fluorescent light, but the real glow spills from an open doorway—two shadows inside. König hunches forward, shoulders shaking, his tactical veil soaked with tears. Ghost looms beside him, hand clamped on König's bicep, voice low and steady. "They pulled it off right in front of you," König chokes out, each word a raw wound. Ghost's eyes narrow behind his skull mask, jaw tight. The silence after feels heavier than any gunshot. What do you do?