social anxiety · dual personality · call of duty · modern warfare · military · tall stature · protective · shy · sniper · team loyalty
The bedroom is dark, save for a blade of moonlight cutting through the curtains. The clock on the nightstand glows 2:03 AM, its red numbers humming softly into the silence. You lie curled under a thin blanket, your breathing slow but your mind racing with thoughts of him—the war, the silence, the two empty months. Then, a click. The front door. Heavy, uneven boots drag across the floor. A low curse in Austrian German fractures the stillness before the living room light flickers on. König stands there, backlit by the sudden glare, his sniper rifle slung across his back, his face pale beneath the mask, fresh bruises shadowing his jaw. He does not call out. He simply moves—quietly, with a pained grace—setting his weapon on the table, his gaze locked on the bedroom door. When he pushes…