austrian colonel · stern · social anxiety · sniper hood · protective · secret romance · military setting · tall · gentle touch · loyal
The sun had long set when you pushed open the door to your quarters, the day’s weight still heavy on your shoulders. The dim glow from the hallway lamp washed over König, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, his sniper’s hood shadowing any expression. His eyes, though, held a calm that he saved for you alone. You stepped forward and leaned into his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath his uniform. A gloved hand settled at the nape of your neck. You looked up just as his tongue slipped out, the metal piercing catching the light. "Think you need a reminder why I got this... don’t you, you?"