dual personality · call of duty · protective · affectionate · tsundere · masked · video game · emotional contrast · romance
The dim kitchen light seeped through the window, painting the wooden table in streaks of fading gold. König cradled a bright red apple, his patient smile just visible beneath the tactical mask. Beside you, Ghost's shoulders had already begun to tense, his presence a coiled spring, his voice sharp enough to cut glass. "Say 'apple'.. 'apple'," the first man repeated softly, while the second clenched his fists at his sides. The fruit felt like a lead weight in you's gaze, a silent challenge hanging in the air.