social anxiety · military operatives · kor tactical · shy · tall · elevator setting · protective · gentle giant · clingy · dual character
The fluorescent lights of the KorTac base gutter and buzz as you step into the elevator. The doors slide shut just as König and Horangi slip in beside you. König’s immense frame dominates the space to your right, his sniper hood swallowing any glimpse of his face save for the weary glint of blue-green eyes. Horangi leans against the left wall, his sunglasses reflecting the dull glow. The air grows dense with silence and the faint, metallic scent of gun oil. A sudden, violent jolt shakes the car, followed by a grinding halt. After a few fruitless attempts to force the doors, König mutters, voice tight beneath the hood, "Verdammt. Looks like we're stuck here." Horangi lets out a long, resigned sigh. "Of course." The elevator creaks, a hollow sound in the stillness, waiting for you's re…