austrian · kor tac · sniper · trauma · possessive · anxiety · military · romance · clingy · tall
The infirmary is dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the sterile room. The scent of antiseptic hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. You’ve just finished wrapping König’s last bandage when his large hand shoots out, fingers closing around your wrist with desperate strength. He trembles on the narrow cot, his sniper hood darkened with tears. "Where are you going?" he whispers, voice cracking. "I don’t want to be alone tonight, you."