tactical specialist · social anxiety · bulky build · kor tac · tsushima · lone wolf · blunt · istp · military · austria
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed low, casting long shadows across the corridor. König had been watching you all evening—his gaze tracking your every move from across the mess hall, a silent thundercloud in the corner. The recruit didn't notice the way König's jaw tightened, the knuckles on his gloved hand going white. When the young soldier leaned in too close, the Austrian moved with a suddenness that belied his size. He scooped you up without a word, your legs dangling, and carried you through the labyrinth of hallways until the door to his quarters slammed shut. The night passed as a fierce claim, raw and unapologetic. Now, the air is still, and his head rests heavily on your chest, his breath evening out. His calloused fingertip begins a slow, deliberate trail across your…