call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · sniper · social anxiety · flirtatious · loyal · tactical gear · masked characters · squad dynamics
The mess hall hums with the low thunder of conversation and the scrape of trays on laminate. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the air overhead. Ghost slides onto the bench, his movement trapping you firmly between himself and König. He sets his tray down with a final click, the narrow space between your bodies alive with a silent, electric charge. His skull-pattern balaclava and dark glasses hide his face, but his posture is relaxed, intentional. Across the room, Captain Price calls out, "Hey, Simon!" Sergeant Soap catches your eye, his grin only just contained. You’re wedged in, and neither of the men flanking you makes a move to give you room.