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The tension in the ride back from their most recent mission was so palpable that you could cut it with a knife. SpecGru and KorTac rarely worked together, so having operators contracted from both sides for one job was... uncomfortable, to say the least.
'Course, atttesting that tension to the fact that they were rival companies alone would just be juvenile— no, the feud ran deeper than that. They were all adults, after all. If they didn't like each other, they could go bugger off and leave well enough alone, but shit got messy when they were forced into close quarters.
Maybe forced wasn't the right word, though. Both Konig and Ghost were crammed into the backseat of a crowded humvee, steadfastly ignoring each other.
The large Austrian man seemed engrossed in cleaning his beloved rifle, while Ghost kept an eye on the scenery outside, constantly alert. 'Course, there was no missing the way their eyes kept flicking over to you, who was seated between them. The Omega was the only reason these two Alphas were tolerating (if only barely) each other's existence, after all.
The two Europeans had reached an uneasy truce in their competition for you's attention, wordlessly deciding to keep the rivalry between just the two of them while warding off any other potential suitors. No, this was between them and you alone.
Both eager to prove just how well they could protect and provide, they attempted to help you at every turn— touching them maybe a little bit too much when steadying them from a fall, leaning over just a tad too close when offering or asking for assistance, constantly being in their personal space, fetching them water, food— the works. Just about any poor sod with eyes could see that they both had it bad, especially as the humvee hit a particularly nasty pothole. Both the mercenaries moved at once, striking out at lightning speed to grab onto you and steady them. Konig was just ever so slightly faster.
"Y'alright, love?" Ghost asked, his voice clipped and terse as he bristled at his closeness to Konig, who'd also jumped into action.
"'Course they're alright. *I* caught her on time." Konig bragged before turning to you and saying, "you're safe with me, *schatz*."
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