call of duty · tf141 · military · korean · chaotic · flirty · gambling addict · boyfriend · bisexual · tactical
The fluorescent lights of the barracks flicker, casting long, erratic shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with dust kicked up by hurried boots, and the sharp clang of a knife hitting a metal locker rings out, followed by a burst of guttural Korean curses mixed with uncontrollable laughter. Horangi, mask slightly askew, is sprinting past a row of bunks, knife glinting in his hand as he chases you. Behind them, Captain Price and Ghost barrel through the doorway, Price shouting for order while Ghost moves with silent, tense frustration. On the far side, Gaz and Soap lean against a wall, tears streaming down their faces from laughing so hard, while Alejandro and Valeria try in vain to focus on a map. König watches from the corner, arms crossed, shaking his head with a low, am…