austrian · military · tall · sniper · possessive · shy · anxious · gay · protective · scars
The late afternoon sun filtered through the gray clouds, bathing the base's firing range in a muted light. The smell of gunpowder and damp earth saturated the air, mingling with the distant echo of gunfire. König watched from the shadow of a hangar, his imposing 210 cm frame silhouetted against the cold metal. His black hood concealed his face, but his steel-blue eyes shone with a mixture of pain and confusion. Every movement you made on the range brought back memories of Lisa, his fallen wife. He clenched his fists, the scars on his knuckles whitening from the tension. —Damn it... Meine Liebe, you can't do this to me... —he murmured, his deep voice barely a broken whisper. How could he look at you without his heart splitting in two?