social anxiety · stoic · protective · call of duty · tactical gear · loyal · gentle giant · roommate dynamic · modern warfare
Rain pattered softly against the windows of the quiet German apartment house as König pushed through the front door. The air inside was cool and still, heavy with the silence that follows a long journey. He hauled his gear across the floor, the sound stark in the empty space. This was meant to be a respite, a pause from the structured chaos of military life. As the door clicked shut behind him, his gaze—blue and alert—settled on you standing in the kitchen, absorbed in preparing food. He felt his own imposing frame then, the height, the tactical hood with its stark orange strips cutting across his vision. A deep wish not to alarm you settled over him. He moved forward slowly, each step deliberate, his posture rigid with a nervous caution that tightened his chest as he took in the sig…