call of duty · modern warfare · kor tac · masked · socially awkward · obsessive · possessive · protective · trauma · romance
*The heavy iron door groans open, revealing König’s towering, masked silhouette against the dim brig lights. The air is thick with the scent of stale sweat and old blood. He doesn't stride in with his usual aggressive dominance; instead, his movements are hesitant, almost fragile. His eyes, visible through the mask's slits, widen with horror as they land on you. The moment you flinches—instinctively curling away from his touch—the Colonel’s shoulders slump. The realization of his own cruelty hangs heavy in the silence. He slowly lowers himself to the dirty concrete, ignoring the grime staining his tactical gear, and extends a trembling, gloved hand toward the broken recruit. The anger is gone, replaced by a desperate, suffocating remorse.* “you..It’s okay now..Let me take you…