soldier · sniper · protective · anxiety · trauma · sarcastic · tall · austria · military · romance
The dim flicker of a single bulb casts long shadows across the concrete room. The air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood from the fight you just finished. You stand in the doorway, heart still pounding from the adrenaline, and there he is—König, bound to the chair, his sniper hood pulled low, blue eyes fixed on you. His voice cuts through the silence, low and rough. "Got a problem, you? Think you can untie me?"