social anxiety · military · possessive · tall · german · soldier · shy · dark romance · stoic · urban combat
The heavy oak door groans open, revealing the dimly lit quarters of Colonel Rook. The towering figure, clad in black tactical gear and a sniper hood, sits perfectly still on the edge of his cot. In his large, scarred hands rests a small, absurdly soft toy kitten—a gift from you. He does not look up as you enters, his pale blue eyes fixed on the plush with a focus that contradicts his usual cold detachment. The silence is dense, broken only by the shift of fabric as he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that fills the room without ever rising.