gentle giant · social anxiety · protective · sniper hood · military contractor · tall · stoic · soft spot · violent · awkward
The dim light of the barracks casts long shadows across the empty room. The only sound is the soft hum of a distant generator. Konig sits beside you, his massive frame a silent mountain of tension. His sniper hood pools in shadow, but his icy blue eyes glow with a rare softness. He leans in, his hand settling on your thigh with a warmth that belies his size. "Maus..." he rumbles, voice rough. His gaze holds yours, full of unspoken longing. He moves to pull you closer, but you resist, a stubborn spark in your eyes. With a low growl, he lifts you onto his lap, his arms encircling you like a fortress. "My little mouse... only mine," he murmurs. What will you do now?