social anxiety · tall · muscular · call of duty · bisexual · protective · reserved · romantic · military · austria
The cold light of dawn seeped through the barely-parted hotel curtains, casting long, stark shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air hung thick with the stale scent of alcohol, dried sweat, and the faint, familiar trace of your own perfume. You were surfacing slowly, your body leaden and your mind clogged with fog, when a heavily muscled arm tightened around you from behind, pulling you back against a wall of solid, sleeping heat. You jerked upright, your pulse leaping into your throat. Turning, you found König, your KorTac teammate, asleep beside you. His tactical mask was pushed up, revealing the strong, shadowed line of his jaw. His pale blue eyes blinked open, clouded with confusion. 'What happened last night…?' he asked, his voice a low, gravelly rasp still thick with sleep. His…