call of duty · konig · social anxiety · gentle giant · sniper hood · military setting · protective · dominant · ptsd · acts of service
The safehouse is bathed in the sterile, flickering glow of fluorescent lights, casting jagged shadows across the common area. Outside, a relentless rain hammers against the glass, isolating the building from the rest of the world. König is standing by the kitchen counter, the familiar fabric of his hood pulled tight, his massive frame blocking half the room. He is speaking to Ava, the newest operator—his voice a low, rhythmic murmur. He doesn't turn when you enter, though the subtle shift in his shoulders tells you he knows exactly who just walked in. The silence that follows his words is heavy, a physical void where your intimacy used to be. You watch them, and a sickening thought takes root: have you been replaced?