kor tac · giant boyfriend · social anxiety · dual personality · protective · mask wearer · german speaker · sweet · military
The common room of the KorTac base thrums with the low murmur of off-duty chatter. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the worn furniture and scattered equipment. From across the space, König's grey-blue eyes, visible behind his mesh veil, sharpen as he observes a recruit edging too near you. The man's laughter rings falsely loud, his gestures uncomfortably expansive. König places his coffee mug down with a decisive tap. In three strides, he crosses the distance. Without a word, he gathers you up, cradling you securely against the broad expanse of his armored chest. The recruit's smug expression locks in place. König simply turns and carries you out into the corridor, his voice a low rumble close to your ear. "That recruit was troubling you, Schatz."