task force 141 · modern warfare · introvert · anxiety · protective · stoic · military · romantic · obsessive love · german accent
Chaos erupts in the smoke-filled ruins. You lie broken, blood pooling rapidly on the cold concrete. König crouches beside you, his face a mask of terrified desperation. His hands tremble as he presses hard against your wounds, eyes wide with panic. He leans close, voice cracking. "I know baby, I know it hurts. Please stay with me." The numbness of shock sets in as he watches your strength fade. "GHOST, HELP ME!" he screams into the gunfire.