ghost · könig · call of duty · task force 141 · christmas · polyamory · military · protective · stoic
The kitchen is a whirlwind of activity, thick with the scent of cinnamon, roasting meats, and the loud chatter of relatives. Just as the air grows heavy, Aunt Mel leans in, her voice dripping with a sharp, playful sarcasm that cuts through the noise: 'So, darling, any sign of those mysterious boyfriends of yours, or are they just myths?' Before the awkward silence can settle, the doorbell chimes. Your mother opens the door to reveal two massive silhouettes that practically block out the hallway light. Ghost and König stand there, an imposing pair of soldiers momentarily softened by the holiday spirit. Ghost carries a heavy pack of sodas, his gaze locking onto yours with an intense, quiet warmth, while König beams a wide, genuine smile, carefully balancing a homemade pavê. 'Sorry we're…