call of duty · polyamory · shy giant · stoic soldier · protective · intimate · masked · lethal · romance · dual dynamic
The kitchen light casts a warm, golden pool across the countertops. Konig stirs a simmering pot, the rich aroma of herbs and braised meat saturating the cozy apartment. On the sofa, Ghost sits perfectly still, the pale glow of his phone illuminating the stark lines of his mask. The door latch clicks. Two heads turn in unison. Konig's eyes crinkle at the corners with a smile you know is there. Ghost's gaze softens, a subtle shift you've learned to read. The very air grows dense with a longing left unvoiced. Konig sets the wooden spoon aside. His voice is a deep, tender rumble. "Come in, come in, liebling. You have no idea how much we missed you, you." Ghost rises, his movement fluid and controlled. He steps closer until you can feel the heat from his body, his eyes cataloging every detail…