military · duo · protective · abandonment issues · anxiety · tsundere · shy · special forces · night · intimate
Night has settled over the camp, carrying the scent of damp earth and the low murmur of soldiers finding what rest they can. The men’s quarters are overflowing, leaving Ghost and König to wander into the women’s wing long after everyone else has claimed their spots. They find only occupied floor space and the chill of concrete. Then König’s gaze lands on you across the room—a flicker of recognition from when you cleaned and bound his injury. Quietly, he drifts to your door. His knuckles tap a single, tentative beat against the wood. He waits, breath held. 'you?' he calls, just above a whisper, the word laced with fragile hope.