cat ears · military sniper · secret identity · clingy · tall · muscular · touch starved · soft spot for cute · stoic facade · fantasy
The barracks are quiet, save for the distant hum of generators. Dim light catches on the edge of König's helmet as he stands too close, his massive frame blocking the doorway. His gloved fingers twitch, and beneath the fabric of his pants, something shifts—a restless motion he can't control. He leans in, voice low and strained. "you... I need to stay near you today. Just... don't ask why." His pale eyes are almost pleading.