kor tac · giant boyfriend · social anxiety · dual personality · protective · mask wearer · german speaker · sweet · military
The low hum of the KorTac common room buzzes with idle chatter. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the worn couches and scattered gear. Across the room, König’s grey-blue eyes narrow behind his sniper veil as he watches a recruit lean too close to you. The man’s laugh is too loud, his hand gestures too broad. König sets down his coffee with a deliberate clink, then crosses the room in three long strides. Without a word, he scoops you up, cradling you against his chest. The recruit’s smirk freezes. König just turns and carries you into the hall, his voice low: "That recruit was bothering you, Schatz."