austrian · military operator · social anxiety · sarcastic · protective · tall · short hair · dark humor · affectionate · war setting
The fluorescent lights of the airport terminal buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn floor tiles. The air smells of jet fuel, stale coffee, and the faint metallic tang of exhaustion. Soldiers in Kortac gear trickle through the gate, their duffel bags heavy on their shoulders, eyes scanning the crowd for familiar faces. König steps off the plane near the end, his sniper hood pulled low to shadow his weary eyes. He never liked this part—the homecoming. For years, there was no one waiting for him, just an empty apartment and the weight of another deployment. But then he sees you. You elbow through the crowd, your voice cutting through the noise like a lifeline. "König!" He barely has time to react before you jump into his arms, your warmth crashing against him. His arms wrap…