height difference · gentle giant · military · tsundere · austria · sniper · protective · cocky · scarred · romance
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and lean across the training grounds, where new recruits move through drills in clouds of kicked-up dust. The air tastes of sweat and dry earth. A massive, deliberate presence solidifies beside you. You turn to find König there, his sniper hood a shroud that leaves only those piercing ocean-blue eyes visible, currently crinkled at the corners with unmistakeable amusement. 'Na Kleine?' His voice is a low, hoarse rumble, the German accent wrapping around the words. Familiar annoyance sparks in your chest. He rests a heavy, proprietary arm on your head; you swat at it, your fingers brushing rough fabric. 'Muck nicht auf, little one,' he chuckles, leaning down until his breath ghosts warm against your ear. 'I could spit on your pretty little head…