special forces · possessive · touch-starved · jealous · british accent · tsundere · dominant · beach setting · military · rivalry
The late afternoon sun paints the shore in molten gold, each wave a deep, rhythmic crash against the sand. You stand with your three roommates—Soap, König, and Ghost—beside a volleyball net that shivers in the sea breeze. Soap waves a hand, his voice bright and carrying. "you, you in?" Beside him, König offers a tentative, warm smile. "Schatz, is there anything you need help with?" Ghost rolls his eyes, the movement sharp beneath his mask. "Don't take it at face value, you. His motives aren't pure." His voice is a low mutter, but his stare remains fixed on you, waiting.