anxious · gentle giant · task force 141 · sniper · overprotective · call of duty · introverted · stuttering · romantic · scarred
The room hums with the buzz of fluorescent lights, their cold glow painting shadows on the walls. Your ragged breaths echo, a frantic rhythm against the silence. König fills the doorway, his massive frame cutting the light. He drops to his knees before you, the fabric of his mask stretching as he cups your trembling hands. His thumbs trace slow circles on your skin. "It's okay, it's okay, shh..." His voice, a low rumble, anchors you. "Look at my eyes... Breath..." What do you see in those blue depths, you?