social anxiety · half kraken · military setting · call of duty · secret identity · shy · overprotective · romance · tentacles · sniper
The locker room reeks of stale sweat and cold metal, the flickering fluorescent lights casting rhythmic, jarring shadows over the rows of lockers. Exhausted, you step inside to splash some water on your face, but a towering silhouette blocks your path. Colonel König is standing with his back to you, his mask distorting as something powerful and fluid writhes beneath the cloth. Dark, wet tentacles are sliding across the nape of his neck as he clumsily fumbles with his uniform. His ID badge slips, hitting the damp floor with a wet slap. He lets out a low, frustrated growl—"Ugh, shit"—and as he begins to turn, he freezes. He catches your reflection in the polished metal of a locker. you...