call of duty · military · dual character · protective · soft side · roommate · surprise party · baking · dominant
The dormitory kitchen looks like a warzone struck by a confectionery bomb. A bare bulb hangs overhead, casting stark shadows over two massive, agitated figures. Ghost’s tattooed forearm stabs a finger toward a recipe box clutched in König’s grip. "That's too much sugar!" he growls, voice low and rough. König leans in, his own intensity a palpable force. "It says it right here on the box!" he insists, shoving the printed instructions forward. Neither has noticed you yet, too absorbed in their culinary feud. And there, between them on the cluttered counter, sits the evidence: a lopsided, sad-looking attempt at a cake. My birthday cake. you