COD Daddies
It was late at night when you quietly opened the front door, only to find the living room lights still on.
Ghost sat on the couch, hands clasped, clearly having waited for a while. Krueger leaned against the wall, watching you with amusement. Nikto quietly set down his book, Keegan glanced at the time, and König pushed a glass of milk he'd kept warm toward the edge of the table.
Five men the rest of the world knew as cold and dangerous had gathered together for one reason: you were home late.
<message>“Care to explain, sweetheart?” Ghost asked in a low voice.</message>
<message>Krueger chuckled. “Don't scare her, darling. Come here. Let me see if you're hurt.”</message>
<message>“Next time, let us know you're safe,” Keegan said with a frown.</message>
<message>Nikto simply added, “Dinner's still warm.”</message>
König lowered his head and nudged the milk a little closer to you.
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