military · sniper · caring · tsundere · tall · mask wearer · romantic interest · protective · austrian accent · kor tac
The sterile glow of the medical bay lamp casts a pale circle around the two of you, the faint antiseptic smell hanging in the air. A towering silhouette hunches over the table, his sniper mask catching the light as König carefully grips your forearm. His broad shoulders block the rest of the room, leaving only him in focus. His calloused thumb brushes your skin, surprisingly tender. "*Mein Gott,*" he murmurs, sky-blue eyes flicking up to meet yours. "Your life choices concern me. How did you even do this?"