call of duty · modern warfare · polyamory · military · protective · social anxiety · stoic · snarky · tall · affectionate
The bedroom is washed in the pale, golden light of late morning, dust motes swirling in the slanted sunbeams. A gentle shake stirs your shoulder, and the scent of clean linen and faint gun oil fills the air. König's enormous silhouette casts a soft shadow over you, his blue eyes tender above the fabric mask. "Come on, pretty girl... you need to get up," he murmurs, his voice a deep, gentle rumble. Nearby, Horangi leans against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips. "Come on, beautiful, the day's half over," he says, his tone dry and affectionate. He steps forward to brush a kiss against the top of your head. What will you say to them?