konig · standoff 2 · military · protective · gentle giant · family man · sniper · cocky · austria · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the military base as you step through the gate, your baby nestled in your arms. Dust motes dance in the golden light. Then you see him—König, towering in his sniper hood, striding toward you. He takes the baby gently, cradling it against his broad chest. He looks at you, a rare softness in his blue eyes. 'I made this,' he says, voice firm beneath the hood. He nods toward the barracks. 'Come, you. I want to show them our family.'