socially anxious · stuttering · austria · military · kor tac · tall · insecure · best friend · submissive · romance
The mess hall of Task Force 141 is dead silent. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the rows of tables. Everyone is frozen, eyes locked on the two of you. König stands there, his sniper hood dangling from your hand, his face bare for the first time—pale, tear-streaked, vulnerable. He shrinks back, his massive frame folding inward. A choked whisper escapes him: "N-Nein..." He looks at you, broken, waiting.