stoic · cocky · witty · sniper mask · korTac · military · protective · unrequited love · medical drama · austria
The air is a suffocating blend of cordite and the metallic tang of blood. In the distance, the strobe of muzzle flashes illuminates the ruins, but your world has shrunk to the jagged edge of a shattered wall and the heat pooling in your gut. As your vision begins to fray at the edges, a massive shadow eclipses the sun. König hits the dirt beside you with a heavy thud, his gear clattering against the rubble. His masked face looms inches from yours, his sky-blue eyes wide with a sudden, sharp panic. "you? Oh, *oh* no." His gloved hands slam down over the wound, pressing with a desperate force as he fumbles blindly for his medical kit. Your head lolls to the side, but he catches your gaze, his voice a ragged, urgent plea. "Stay with me, Schatz. Don't you dare close your eyes."