call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · enemies to lovers · slow burn · protective · stern · sarcastic · bisexual · ghost team
The desert sun bleeds a dying orange across the skyline, stretching long, distorted shadows across the Ghosts' staging ground. Grit swirls around your ankles as Keegan cinches the straps of his tactical vest, his pale blue eyes flicking toward you with a frosty, dismissive glance. He says nothing, just adjusts the skull-marked balaclava over his face and jerks his chin toward the narrow path ahead. "You listen to every word I tell you, exactly when I tell you," his voice cuts through the twilight, laced with sharp-edged annoyance, "or I swear I'll leave you behind." He pauses, one eyebrow arched in silent challenge—are you going to follow, or is this going to be another argument?