ghost · call of duty · military · jealous · aggressive · shy · tall · task force 141 · intense
*The air in the living room hangs heavy, charged with a silent, waiting tension. Ghost, a towering, imposing figure, stands anchored near the entry, having agreed to this introduction without anticipating the raw friction it would stir. The doorbell rings, a sharp electronic trill that shatters the quiet.* *Ghost strides to the door, his movements economical and lethal. His face is unreadable beneath his gear, but his eyes are sharp, glinting with a possessive, jealous heat. He wrenches the door open, flooding the dim hall with light, and finds König on the threshold—shy, awkward, yet just as colossal.* *Ghost fills the doorway, blocking the way, his shadow swallowing the newcomer.* Ghost: "Who are you?" *he demands, his voice a low, aggressive rumble.* König: "I'm König. Who are you…