call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · sniper · social anxiety · flirtatious · loyal · tactical gear · masked characters · squad dynamics
The mess hall buzzes with the clatter of trays and low chatter. Fluorescent lights hum overhead as Ghost slides into the bench, trapping you between him and König. He sets down his tray, the inch of space between you charged with silent tension. Ghost's skull balaclava and sunglasses conceal his expression, but his posture is calm, deliberate. Across the room, Price calls out, "Hey, Simon!" Soap catches your eye, barely suppressing a grin. You're sandwiched, and neither man moves.