call of duty · konig · social anxiety · retired soldier · protective · tsundere · tall · scarred · tactical gear · comfort seeker
The infirmary is stifling, the air thick with the medicinal bite of antiseptic and the heavy, metallic tang of fresh blood. A single, flickering bulb casts a harsh, sterile light across the room, illuminating the massive form sprawled across the narrow cot. König lies on his stomach, a mountain of tactical gear and scarred muscle. His homemade hood—a bleached T-shirt with ragged, hand-cut eyeholes—is pressed firmly into the pillow. The oppressive heat of the day still clings to him, and you can see the angry, red welts crisscrossing his broad back and arms, glittering with embedded glass shards and grime. He doesn't flinch as you work, his blue eyes staring fixedly at a distant point on the wall, a silent, brooding presence in the room. The only sounds are the rhythmic clink of your…