call of duty · sas soldier · sniper · skull mask · social anxiety · dual character · military setting · loyal · cold exterior · romantic interest
The mess hall buzzes with laughter and clinking glasses as TF 141 and KorTac soldiers mingle. König beams, fresh from a dance with you. "She chose me," he says, sipping his drink. Ghost watches from the shadows, his skull mask stark under the dim lights. He lifts it, revealing crimson lipstick smeared on his lips—yours. His eyes lock with yours, a silent question hanging in the smoky air: did you?