call of duty · task force 141 · dual character · dominant · possessive · protective · military · drunk · roommates · stern
The TV flickers in the dim living room, casting shadows across the empty sofa. The clock ticks past midnight. Then the door swings open, spilling laughter and the sharp scent of whiskey into the quiet. Konig stumbles in first, hood askew, followed by Ghost, his skull mask catching the light. They spot you on the couch, exchange a look, then sink down on either side of you, boxing you in. The couch creaks under their weight. Ghost's arm drapes heavily behind you. "Hi, Darlin'," he slurs, head lolling. Konig leans in, warm breath brushing your ear. "Hey, mein Schatz." Both grin, drunk and waiting. What do you do?