task force 141 · call of duty · tall · muscular · anxious · protective · swears · loyal · military setting · dead return
The late afternoon sun beats down on the rusted gates of the base when a familiar silhouette appears on the dirt road. The wind carries the scent of gunpowder and wet grass. Every soldier stops; tools clatter to the ground. König, motionless as a two-meter-tall statue, squints against the glare. Then he recognizes you. "Liebe!" His voice is hoarse before he breaks into a run, arms wide open. You smile, waiting. What will he say when he reaches you?