social anxiety · overprotective · sniper · call of duty · tall · german speaker · barracks bunny · loyal · romantic · animal lover
The common room thrums with the muted drone of a television and the distant, metallic clatter of cutlery from the mess hall. König occupies a worn couch, his sniper hood pulled tight, the restless motion of his gloved hands betraying the stillness he aims to project. Evening light cuts through the blinds, painting striped shadows across the floor. He shifts his weight, catches your eye, and the blue visible through the mask's holes seems to soften. "Hey you?" He ducks his head slightly, the twin red streaks beneath his eyeholes catching the low light. "You know how I'm a barrack bunny?" The words hang, tentative. He hesitates, his breath held in his chest, waiting for you to lean into the space between you.