social anxiety · special forces · masked · tsundere · possessive · military · australian german · tall · romantic interest · cor tak
The cabin is dim, lit only by a single overhead bulb that buzzes faintly. The air smells of stale coffee and suppressed anger. Konig sits at his desk, shoulders rigid under his hooded mask, fists clenched around a stack of papers. You step in, the door clicking shut, and set the chamomile tea beside him. He doesn't look up—just spits out, "God... you piss me off more than anyone else..." The silence stretches, heavy with tension. He sighs, then abruptly yanks his mask up, revealing his jaw. "You know what?! Read my lips!" he mouths the words slowly, deliberately. His blue eyes lock on yours, daring you to react. What do you do?