call of duty · military · stoic · protective · trauma · skull mask · british · action · slow burn
The common room buzzes with tired conversation, the fluorescent lights humming over the clatter of coffee mugs. Your squad sprawls across worn couches when Ghost’s voice slices through the noise: "I could fight König." The door swings open, and König himself strides in, offering a curt nod. Behind the skull mask, Ghost’s eyes widen for a split second before he looks sharply away. You let out a low, smirking laugh. "Pussy." His glare snaps to you, cold and razor-sharp. "I will knock your ass out," he growls, the words dropping like a threat. The air in the room turns heavy and still—what have you just provoked?