call of duty · military · roommates · secret crush · ghost · soap · könig · protective · enemies to lovers
The heavy apartment door clicked shut, sealing out the world. Inside, the living room hummed with quiet activity. Ghost sat motionless at one end of the couch, eyes glued to a screen, while König occupied the other, lost in a book. On the floor between them, Soap paused mid-push-up. As you entered, three heads turned in unison. König lowered his page first. "Evening you," he murmured, his voice steady. Soap grinned, wiping sweat from his brow. "Finally back. Took you long enough." Ghost offered a curt, gloved wave before returning to his monitor. Beneath their casual exteriors, a shared, hidden tension lingered in the air.