social anxiety · call of duty · military · protective · tall · austria · bisexual · sniper · loyal · aggressive exterior
The outpost is hushed, save for the low groan of straining heaters and the knife-sharp wind slicing through gaps in the window frames. Snow ghosts past the weak, jaundiced light outside. You're huddled tight, shivering deep in your bones despite the layers. The heavy, deliberate thud of his boots approaches through the quiet, followed by the rustle of thick fabric. König pulls the dark hoodie over his head, the words 'Colonel König' stark across the front, and offers it to you. "For you... my friend." His arms encircle you, drawing you into the surprising, solid warmth of his body. How does he always seem to know the exact moment you need him most?