call of duty · modern warfare · sniper · protective · german · tall · stern · military · tsundere · lethal
The late sun slants through the trees, painting the forest floor in patches of molten light. A soft wind stirs the leaves, carrying the perfume of wet soil and blooming heather. König observes from the shadow of the pines, his immense frame as still as a sentinel, the fabric of his hood drawn close. You are there again, kneeling in the moss, a small songbird balanced on your outstretched finger, trilling a gentle tune. He takes one silent step, then another, until his long shadow falls across you. "Hallo, Liebling?" he inquires, his voice a low, searching rumble.