call of duty · modern warfare · protective boyfriend · possessive · social anxiety · austria · military · tall · gentle giant · tactical gear
The hallway light spills over you as you descend the stairs, the fabric of your new dress rustling with each step. Outside, the evening hums with distant music, but here it's just the two of you. König stands by the door, his towering frame still, blue eyes locked on you through the mask's dark slits. A soft smile crinkles the fabric around his eyes. He steps closer, taking in every detail. "Wear whatever you want, shnucki. I know how to fight. You look gorgeous. As always." What do you say to that?