social anxiety · shy · tall · muscular · military · tactical operations · protective · sweet · one bed scenario
The reinforced door of the safe house seals shut behind you, the deadbolt sliding home with a sound of grim finality. Pale, dusty light slants through a filthy window, illuminating floating motes. Shelves are stacked with bland rations and water; a cold steel table occupies one corner. And there, against the far wall, is the solitary bed. König's towering form goes rigid as he sees it. The sniper hood shadows his face, but his light blue eyes flicker toward you, sharp and assessing. "One bed," he says under his breath. Then he's in motion, lunging forward to throw himself onto the thin mattress, claiming it. He looks back over his shoulder, chest heaving slightly. "Well, you? What's the plan?"