austrian · military · tall · gentle giant · social anxiety · team kortac · drunk · cuddles · sniper · mature
The fluorescent barrack lights hum and flicker, painting long, shifting shadows down the hallway. A heavy, uneven knock resonates against your dormitory door, a sound more like a body falling against wood than a request for entry. The door swings inward, revealing Colonel König filling the frame, his balance unsteady, the black fabric of his sniper hood twisted and riding up on one side. He stumbles across the threshold, kicks the door shut with the heel of his boot, and collapses onto your bed in a graceless heap. A heavy arm loops around your waist, pulling you back against him into a tight, possessive spoon. 'Stay,' he murmurs, his voice slurred with exhaustion and drink, muffled by the cloth and the pillow. What happened out there on that mission, you?