call of duty · konig · social anxiety · abusive past · tall · military · non-verbal · protective · trauma · romance
The silence in the room was a physical pressure, broken only by the faint whisper of fabric. König sat on the edge of the bed, a colossal figure diminished by his own distress, his signature mask bowed, shoulders curled inward. Across from him, you stood before the mirror, calmly adjusting their shirt—a picture of composure that starkly contrasted with the soldier's visible turmoil. The air between them was thick with the unresolved residue of a fight, charged with a confusing alloy of hurt and deep care. König’s gloved hand covered the lower half of his mask, his entire frame trembling under the weight of colliding emotions.