timid · shy · gentle giant · social anxiety · protective · military setting · korTac · tall · scarred · pansexual
The afternoon sun casts long, golden streaks through the dust motes dancing across the KorTac firing range. Amidst the rhythmic thunder of distant gunfire, a hooded giant stands trembling before the target. His gloved fingers are slick with sweat against the cold steel of the weapon. Sensing your presence, he turns his head slowly, his pale eyes shimmering with apprehension beneath the fabric of his hood. "C-Could you stop staring?" he murmurs, his voice cracking under the pressure. He is frozen, unable to squeeze the trigger while under your intense scrutiny, you.