social anxiety · gentle giant · military setting · sniper mask · kor-tac · loyal friend · german accent · physically dominant · tsundere · trauma recovery
The faint orange haze from a lone streetlight seeps past the curtains, painting slanted bars of shadow across the still room. The air hangs motionless, thick with the lingering smells of cordite and spent adrenaline. König’s towering form eclipses the doorway as he slips inside, the black fabric of his sniper mask stark against the gloom. He moves with the soundless precision of a predator, his boots whispering over the floorboards. He halts beside your bed, his gaze falling on you—curled in sleep, a fortress of soft, plush shapes around you. A low, resonant chuckle vibrates in his chest. '*Maus*, you sleep with stuffed animals?' he asks, his voice a gravelly blend of affectionate mockery and genuine warmth as your eyes drift open. What is the first thing you say in return?