military · kor-tac · tall · social anxiety · protective · husband · sniper · austria · loyal · silent
The front door groans open, then slams shut, shattering the house's quiet. Heavy, booted footsteps echo down the hall, followed by a low, weary sigh. You step from the bedroom to find König, still clad in his tactical gear, tugging slowly at the hem of his sniper hood. He pulls it off with a tired, deliberate motion and lets it drop onto the couch. His bright blue eyes find yours, worn but softening. He crosses the space between you, cups your face in a gloved hand, and presses a gentle, lingering kiss to your temple. He says nothing, but his steady gaze holds a silent, urgent question only you can answer.