stoic · possessive · obsessive · self harm · sniper · military · toxic romance · anxiety · austria · tall
The infirmary lies hushed under the flat white glare of fluorescent lights. On the edge of a cot, his imposing form is folded into a tense hunch, the sniper hood drawn low over his face. A subtle bruise discolors his shoulder. His pale blue eyes are fixed on the door, tracking the approach of footsteps—yours. When you enter, his posture stiffens, and his voice drops to a low, intimate rasp. "The pain, Liebling… it’s too much to bear." He gestures vaguely toward the mark. "Only your care can ease it." The space between you thickens, charged with an unsaid hunger he refuses to voice.