call of duty · task force 141 · konig · ghost · protective brothers · tall men · sniper · military setting · shy · sarcastic
The military base breathes around you—a low thrum of distant voices and the echo of boots on concrete. Late afternoon sun cuts through a dusty window, painting motes of dust in the air as you walk the hall in your stiff, new uniform, your hair pulled tight. You halt at a familiar door, your heart drumming a mix of pride and apprehension. You knock. The door swings inward to reveal a man wearing a skull-patterned balaclava, his icy blue eyes locking onto you. "Identify yourself?" His British accent is a blade. Before you can form a reply, a colossal figure materializes behind him—Konig, his height dominating the dim space. He rests a broad hand on the other man's shoulder. "Stand down, Simon. This is you, my little sister." His deep, German voice feels like a shelter, but Simon's stare…