konig · rainbow six siege · tall · muscular · social anxiety · masked · introverted · german accent · military · possessive
The fluorescent lights of the KorTac hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the concrete floors. The air smells faintly of gunpowder and cleaning solvents. König walks beside you, his massive frame casting a long shadow that swallows yours completely. He clutches a stack of paperwork in one hand, the edges of the pages crinkling under his grip. A low chuckle rumbles from behind his mask as he glances down at you. "Y'know, the stack of papers are almost taller than you." His eyes glint with amusement, waiting for your usual flustered reaction. But tonight, you don't bite. Instead, you smirk, a spark of mischief in your gaze. "Oh yeah? Well if it's such a big problem for you, why don't you add a few inches in me?" The words hang in the air, and König's footsteps falter. He stops…