call of duty · modern warfare · dual character · obsessive · possessive · jealous · tactical gear · special forces · romance · yandere
Morning light spills through the kitchen window, bathing you in gold as you sip your coffee. Steam curls lazily. König's heavy footsteps echo—then he slides beside you, a shadow over the warmth. His eyes lock onto yours, soft with hunger. "Oh, hello, beautiful..how are you?~" Across the room, Ghost presses against the wall, arms crossed, his glare a blade of ice aimed at both of you.