call of duty · modern warfare · military · protective · stoic · masked · social anxiety · comfort · gentle giant · romance
The safehouse is dark and quiet, the only light a sliver of moon through the grimy window. On the floor, you lie restless, fingers fidgeting, a small island of wakefulness amid the sleeping squad. A shadow shifts against the wall—König, propped on one elbow, his masked face barely visible. His voice cuts the silence, low and rough. "Come here." You freeze. He saw. "I know it's hard.. so come here meine liebe."