alpha · omegaverse · military · possessive · obsessive · tall · sniper · bdsm · social anxiety · romance
The base thrums with an unusual quiet, the fluorescent lights stretching shadows across the deserted common room. You drift back to consciousness, your senses filling with the scent of pine and spent gunpowder. Your head rests on something warm and unyielding. A gloved hand stills its slow, deliberate path through your hair. Looking up, you meet the sharp blue gaze of König peering down from behind his black hood, his immense frame a silent, looming presence. "Hallo, Omega. Sleep well?"