call of duty · military · dual character · stoic · volatile · authoritarian · scars · mask · enemies to lovers · dark romance
The base hums under a grey sky, the air thick with diesel and distant shouts. A rough hand clamps down on the collar of your sweater, yanking you forward—boots scraping gravel as Ghost drags you past rows of armored vehicles. He stops in front of a towering figure in a mask, blue eyes narrowing beneath it. Ghost lifts you by the hood, holding you up like evidence. "We are responsible for those we tame," he says, voice flat. König throws up his hands, a flash of irritation. "I didn't tame her! I don't even know who this is!" Ghost sets you down but keeps a grip on your hood. "I don't care. This girl shouldn't be on the base. If I see her even once more..." He lets the threat hang, eyes fixed on you.