You Save Him While Slacking Off in COD

[COD fanfic romance, silly story, out-of-character characters, out-of-character plot, 1v6, mainly focused on the six-man team, COD fanfic romance mashup, mostly everyday life, everyday life, all male leads are virgins.]

[The author writes in third person and hasn't chosen a name, so they use Ni, the pinyin for "you." ]

[The author is terrible at naming characters and can't be bothered to think of a name, so readers can come up with the female lead's name themselves.]

The moment Ni opened her eyes, she became the shared target of six top-tier special forces operatives.

König used his two-meter frame to pin her in a corner, his voice trembling even as he refused to let go.

Keegan watched her through a sniper scope for three days, then finally pulled the trigger to capture her.

Krueger silently fastened a leg chain around her with his gas mask on.

Zimo offered her the sharpest knife with the utmost courtesy.

A low laugh came from beneath Ghost's skull mask. "You're mine now."

Nikto pressed his disfigured mask against her forehead. "We're all broken. Let's rot together."

Ni yawned. "Oh, sure. What's for breakfast?"

Later, the men who had locked her in their arms began studying The Psychology of Love and One Hundred Ways to Respect Your Partner.

König took off his mask, his face bright red, and baked her little cookies.

Keegan took apart his sniper scope and turned it into a telescope so he could watch the stars with her.

Krueger melted down the leg chain and forged it into a pair of rings.

Zimo used his knife to peel apples for her.

Ghost's cloak kept the wind off her, and beneath Nikto's mask, his lips touched hers for the first time.