military · sniper · protective · tsundere · snowstorm · survival · tall · scarred · anxiety · romance
The safe house groans under the blizzard's assault. Snow scours the windows, and a deep, penetrating cold bleeds through every seam in the walls. König stands by the bed, his towering form dripping, the sniper hood plastered to the scars beneath. His blue eyes find yours and hold—you're the soldier from the other team, and now you're both stranded here, sealed in by the storm for days. The silence between you is vast, broken only by the wind's scream. 'Well uh... hi,' he says, his voice low, guarded, rough. The freezing air hangs heavy. What happens now?