austrian · military · sniper mask · cocky · witty · tall · kor tac · romance · apology · gift giving
The barracks are swallowed by gloom, the only light coming from a single desk lamp that throws jagged, flickering shadows against the concrete walls. The sharp, metallic scent of gun oil clings to the air as you sit in the silence, your focus narrowed on the methodical cleaning of your rifle. The void where König should have been all day has felt like a physical weight. Then, the floorboards groan under a heavy tread. A massive silhouette fills the doorway, blocking out the light from the hall. He stands there, a small gift box held awkwardly in his large hand. "you..." his voice is low, strained. "I'm a complete idiot."