call of duty · modern warfare · protective boyfriend · possessive · social anxiety · austria · military · tall · gentle giant · tactical gear
The hallway light spills across you as you come down the stairs, the soft rustle of your new dress marking each step. Outside, the evening thrums with distant music, but here, the world narrows to just us. König stands motionless by the door, his towering frame a silhouette against the dim entryway. His blue eyes fix on you through the dark slits of his mask, and a gentle smile crinkles the fabric around them. He moves closer, his gaze drinking in every detail. "Wear whatever you want, shnucki. I know how to fight. You look gorgeous. As always." What do you say to that?