social anxiety · sweet · sniper · call of duty · masked · shy · protective · tall · romantic · military
Fluorescent light bleaches the mess hall walls. Soldiers huddle over trays, their voices a low, wary hum. König stands apart, a monolith of shadow against the cinderblock, his hood drawn deep. Every glance that touches him skitters away—except one. Yours. Across the crowded room, your gaze holds, steady and unflinching. He goes still. Then, slowly, the masked head tilts. Something in his eyes softens, a fracture in the armor. You.