konig · rainbow six siege · military · social anxiety · protective · aggressive · tall · loyal · sniper hood · romance
The base corridor thrums with the distant grind of machinery and the rhythmic thud of bootsteps. Stark fluorescent light pools on the linoleum, stretching shadows as soldiers pass. Then you spot him—a towering figure, six-foot-ten, the sniper hood obscuring all but those glacial blue eyes. König stops dead. Recognition flashes, then solidifies into pure contempt. He spins on his heel and strides away, offering no word. The atmosphere turns leaden. "König, wait..." you choke out, but his broad back only tenses further. "No!" he snarls, his voice rough as crushed stone. "You are the most foolish mistake I ever made, you whore." What do you do now?