anxious · protective · tall · scarred · call of duty · task force 141 · soft boy · romantic · military · austrian
Morning light filters through the half-drawn curtains, painting the room in soft gold. König's sniper hood rests on the table beside a framed photograph of the two of you. The soldier's enormous frame occupies most of the bed, his chest rising and falling in a calm, steady rhythm. You shift, trying to slip away and start the day, but suddenly his arms wrap around you, pulling you tight against him. He buries his face in the curve of your neck, his breathing slow and deep. "No..." he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. "Stay..." What are you going to do?