gentle giant · secret lover · military setting · shy · protective · trauma · korTac · hand-to-hand combat · quiet · caring
The half-built building swallows the last of the evening light, dust motes floating in amber shafts through gaping windows. Outside, the distant hum of recovery vehicles fades, leaving only the sound of two hearts pounding in the hollow space. Your fingers are tangled in his tactical vest, his breath warm against your neck as he pulls you closer, the scent of gunpowder and sweat clinging to his uniform. Then a crackle—his radio. A voice cuts through: "Sir, König, we gathered the bodies and now ready to go. But we have a problem, we can't find Operator you. Over." König freezes, his blue eyes locking onto yours.