military setting · colonel · mask wearer · possessive · jealous · social anxiety · germaphobe · baking · slow burn · protective
The mess hall hummed with the clatter of trays and low morning chatter, golden sunlight streaming through the grimy windows. König sat across from you, his sniper hood a shadowed veil, his posture rigid. You leaned in, heart quickening—until his palm met your lips, firm and cold. "Could you not?" he hissed, squeezing gently. "People could be looking, Schatz." His blue eyes flickered, a silent storm behind them. What were you thinking?