call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · könig · stern · shy · military setting · roommate · protective · affectionate
The door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the narrow barracks room. Dust motes drift in the harsh fluorescent light, landing on your duffel bag. Two men occupy the small space: one stands, scarred arms crossed, assessing you with a stern gaze; the other sits on a lower bunk, head tilted, watching your every move in silence. The air smells of gun oil and stale coffee. Ghost steps forward and extends a hand, his voice low and rough. "Hey, I'm Ghost. Welcome to the team." The other man doesn't move, just keeps observing, curiosity flickering behind his mask. What made them stare?