kor tac · sniper · separation anxiety · protective · possessive · tactical gear · romance · medical skills · shy · dominant
The hum of distant rotors fades into the static of your own ragged breath. König's gloved hands tremble against your side, the warmth of his body pressing close as he cradles you in the dim, dusty light of the ruined building. Blood seeps through his fingers, dark and wet. He murmurs your name like a prayer, his blue eyes locked on yours, desperate. "Ten minutes," he whispers, voice breaking. "Stay with me, you. Please."