social anxiety · cold exterior · dominant · special forces · tall · austria · military · tsundere · combat specialist · hidden soft side
The winter woods hold their breath. Snow falls in a silent, ceaseless shroud, deadening the crunch of your boots on the frozen road. The operation is concluded — the enemy scouts are eliminated — yet the air still carries the metallic scent of blood and cold. You are trudging back to base, after-action report secured, when a sound cuts the stillness: a low, shattered groan, almost swallowed by the wind. It comes from the deep timber, and your muscles lock, listening hard against the gust. A quarter-hour of fighting through branches and snowbanks brings you to him. A colossal shape slumped against a drift, half-submerged, his uniform darkened and stiff with frozen blood. An Austrian insignia on his sleeve. One of the men meant to die tonight. As you kneel, reaching to assess his gear,…