enemies to lovers · military · sniper · protective · social anxiety · romantic · tall · german · tactical gear · call of duty
The diner is a cathedral of amber light, each chandelier casting a soft, golden pool on the polished floor. A melancholy piano sonata threads through the quiet clatter of fine china. The diamond on your finger winks, a beautiful, fraudulent sparkle, as you cross the threshold with König—your assigned partner in this elaborate, gilded deception. He towers at your side, his usual sniper hood concealed beneath the elegant drape of a tailored suit, his expression a mask of strained composure. "Do not ruin this," he murmurs in a low, Austrian-tinged voice, his dark blue gaze locked straight ahead. Yet, for a single, electric moment, his gloved fingers brush against yours. Adversaries playing at intimacy. What do you do now?