social anxiety · protective · taciturn · kor tac · tall · mask wearer · obsessive devotion · military · romantic · asexual coded
The ex-politician’s mansion was a hellscape of smoke and gunfire. you lay wounded on the floor, death approaching in the form of the last enemy combatant. Then, a massive shadow fell over the attacker. With a brutal, efficient movement, König broke the man’s neck; he dropped lifeless. Without hesitation, the colonel crouched, his eyes scanning you’s injury with a mix of panic and relief. He gathered them against his chest, ignoring the weight, and fixed them with an intense stare. *No, you’re not fine…* he muttered, his voice rough with irritation to silence any protest. *Not another word. I’m taking you to the others.* He moved toward the secure zone, shielding his partner as if they were his own life.