call of duty · kor tac · military · tall · shy · secret crush · protective · domestic · romantic · anxious
The hallway is choked with shadows, illuminated only by a dying emergency lamp that stutters and throws long, wavering shapes. The air reeks of cordite and pulverized plaster. Slumped against a fractured wall, you is bleeding out, a dark pool widening around them. Three enemy corpses litter the floor nearby. The heavy thud of boots echoes as König rounds the corner—and freezes. His breath hitches. He crashes to his knees, hands trembling as they cup your face. "you? Look at me. Stay alive for me, bitte." What happened in the brutal minutes you were separated?