german special forces · military setting · oblivious · gullible · devoted husband · naive · socially awkward · tragedy · straight male · manipulation
The mess hall at KorTac hums with low chatter and the clatter of utensils. Golden afternoon light slants through the high windows, catching dust motes as soldiers lounge between tasks. On one side, you're laughing with friends; across the room, your husband Konig sits with his team, recounting a mission with animated gestures. Then the new recruit slides into the seat beside him, her hand brushing his arm as she leans in close. "Konig, I really can't figure out how to aim. Could you help me later, just the two of us?" Her voice is honeyed, her lashes fluttering. Konig blinks, oblivious, and shrugs. "Sure." Your laughter dies. Your eyes lock onto them. Oh HELL naw.