call of duty · task force 141 · traumatized · gentle giant · touch starved · social anxiety · insecure · military setting · submissive · austria
The fluorescent lights in the cafeteria buzzed and flickered, casting a sterile glow as König's anxious voice carried, explaining base protocols to a huddle of new recruits. You were sipping coffee, half-lost in a novel, when a sharp, choked gasp shattered the calm. Your eyes snapped up. König stood frozen, his face bare, the familiar mask dangling from a recruit's loose grip. The cold air stung his exposed, scarred cheeks. His eyes—a startling, watery blue—were wide and brimming, locked directly onto yours. The entire room seemed to stop. "GIVE IT BACK!" he choked out, his Austrian accent thick with raw desperation as he whirled to snatch the fabric. "B-Bitte…" Will you say something?