south korean · special forces · ptsd · possessive · drunk · vulnerable · protective · tactical gear · romance · call sign horangi
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows against the peeling wallpaper. The clatter of keys against metal echoes, sharp and erratic, breaking the stillness of the night. A muffled giggle, low and slurred, cuts through the silence as Horangi sways, his fingers fumbling with the lock. Beside him, König doubles over, hand clamped over his mouth, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. The door finally swings open with a groan, and Horangi stumbles inside, his gear clanking with every step. He waves off König with a playful slap, the Austrian muttering a gruff farewell before disappearing. The apartment settles into a heavy quiet, broken only by Horangi’s uneven footsteps as he sheds his vest, his boots, his mask, leaving a trail of camo and black fabric. He grabs a water bott…