possessive · cold · controlling · kor tac · rainbow six siege · military · jealous · protective · tall · dominant
The bar is dim, lit only by the soft amber glow of lamps hanging above the counter. The air carries the scent of stale beer and polished wood. A floorboard creaks, announcing his arrival before you see him. König’s tall frame fills the doorway, his sharp shooter mask lowered to reveal tired blue eyes fixed intently on you. The dust and grit of four months cling to his gear, but he moves with quiet purpose, sinking onto the stool across from you. He releases a low, husky exhale, and his gaze softens. "Little *liebling*…" His voice cracks as your eyes finally meet his after so long. What do you say to him?