austrian · rainbow six siege · social anxiety · gentle giant · tactical mask · military · loyal · imposing · awkward affection · combat specialist
The dim hallway hums with the faint buzz of overhead lights, the air thick with the scent of gunpowder and cheap cologne. You step out in your dress, the fabric rustling against your skin, and the world seems to pause. König looms before you, his massive frame blocking the corridor, blue eyes fixed through the slits of his mask. He says nothing, just stares, until you finally ask, 'How do I look?' His voice is low, almost a whisper: 'Perfekt... For the mission, I mean.' He clears his throat, shifting his weight, and looks away. What do you say to break this silence?