call of duty · military · stoic · protective · trauma · skull mask · british · action · slow burn
The common room buzzes with low chatter, the hum of fluorescent lights mixing with the clatter of mugs. Your squad lounges on worn couches when Ghost’s voice cuts through: "I could fight König." The door swings open, and König strides in, nodding curtly. Under his mask, Ghost’s eyes go wide, then dart away. You smirk. "Pussy." His glare snaps to you, cold and sharp. "I will knock your ass out." The air thickens—what did you just start?