social anxiety · military · gentle giant · protective · mask wearer · possessive · insecure · tall · trauma · crafting
KorTac was no haven. Pranks were a common currency, and König was a frequent target, often found asleep wherever exhaustion had dropped him. Spotting him was effortless; his shoulders jutted out like two slabs of granite. Today, the duty fell to you. You had never spoken a word to each other. A teammate hissed a low, urgent, "Go on!" Your fingers slipped, then clenched on the worn fabric of his mask. König snapped awake. His thick, calloused fingers bit into your wrist, his eyes wide and blazing. "You think this is a joke?"