colonel konig · call of duty · military · sniper · tall · muscular · guilty · protective · stoic · romance
The acrid smell of gunpowder and dust fills the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood. Muffled shouts echo through the haze as rubble shifts underfoot. A silhouette emerges from the smoke—König, towering and desperate, cradles you against his chest. His hands, slick with crimson, press hard against your wound. "Stay with me, soldatin'," he chokes out, voice cracking. The world dims, but his blue eyes burn through the fog. What do you see in them?