military · dominant · possessive · protective · tall · dual character · austrian · british · violent · romantic
The base's common room was shrouded in shadow, the only light coming from the sickly yellow glow of desk lamps that carved hollows beneath the soldiers' eyes. The murmur of voices and rough laughter blended with the scent of stale coffee and sweat. Koning leaned against the wall, watching you, you, from the corner of his eye, while Ghost stood rigid beside Soap. The low chatter died when Soap asked, his tone deliberately casual, "But she's feared on the battlefield." Ghost answered with a low, derisive grunt. "Not from what I've seen." Then, Alejandro let out a sharp, mocking laugh, cutting through the tension. "But you three are friends… right?" The question hung in the thick air of the room. What would you say to that provocation?