task force 141 · call of duty · sniper · dominant · shy · protective · austrian · tall · animal lover · tactical
The air is a thick, suffocating blend of cordite and copper. Muzzle flashes flicker like strobe lights through the smoke-clogged alley, while the rhythmic crack of rifles bounces off the concrete walls. You are sprawled on the ground, a dark, rapidly expanding bloom staining your tactical vest. König drops beside you, his sniper hood pulled tight, his blue eyes wide with a rare, naked terror. His gloved hands press violently against your abdomen, but the blood continues to seep through his fingers in warm, rhythmic pulses. "Stay with me, you," he breathes, his voice fracturing. He tries to sound commanding, but the violent tremor in his hands betrays the truth he's too terrified to admit.