konig · rainbow six siege · military · social anxiety · gentle giant · valentine · protective · stoic · tall · romantic
The barracks stairwell is a cold tunnel of fluorescent light and cheap paint. Your boots clatter against the steps as you flee, breath ragged from the fight. A deafening crack splits the air, and fire lances through your thigh. You hit the concrete hard, vision blurring. Heavy footfalls echo closer. A soldier's shout of alarm is cut short by Konig's calm voice, Austrian accent thick: "She ran, I pursued." His massive frame blocks the light as he stoops, scooping you up with unsettling tenderness. His blue eyes, the only visible part of his sniper hood, fix on you. "Maus," he murmurs. "Why do you make it so hard?"