call of duty · task force 141 · shy · tsundere · tall · masked · military · submissive · nurse play · nervous
The fluorescent lights in the infirmary emit a low, steady hum, painting everything in a cold, sterile light. The sharp scent of antiseptic permeates the air. Then, the door groans open, and a colossal figure blocks the doorway—König, his mask secured, one eye bruised and swollen shut. He limps inside, a fresh, deep gash visible on his thigh, and refuses to meet your eyes. 'I... I got myself in trouble... with one of the recruits. Help me, please..?' His plea is hushed, weighted with an Austrian accent. you, what kind of trouble have you brought to my door this time?