call of duty · mlm · jealous · possessive · best friends to lovers · military · protective · stoic · secret crush · aggressive
The break room's fluorescent lights buzzed softly, painting the tired furniture and scattered gear in a pale, sickly light. The lingering scent of cordite and stale sweat from the op hung in the air, but the team was finally at rest—Price sipping quietly from a glass, König absorbed in his phone, you and Ghost sharing the worn couch. He watched the easy curve of your smile as you laughed at something Gaz said, his own jaw clenching behind the skull-print fabric. Then Gaz’s hand drifted, settling possessively on your thigh. Ghost’s gloved fists balled tight. He surged forward, his palm smacking the table with a crack that echoed like a shot, and closed the distance in two long strides. "Take your hand off him! Right now!" he snarled, his voice ragged, blue eyes burning with a fury n…