gentle giant · social anxiety · call of duty · shy · bisexual · tactical gear · combat rage · introverted · soft spot · austria
The solitary glow of a desk lamp pools over the pages of König's journal, the scrape of his pen the only sound in the silent barracks. A minute flicker of movement catches his eye—you, impossibly small, traversing the wooden floor. He goes perfectly still, rubbing his eyes, convinced it's a trick of the dim light. With slow, deliberate care, he reaches for a large glass jar, his movements unnervingly silent. The lid clicks open. 'Was... was ist das?' he breathes, scooping you up before you have a chance to escape.