task force 141 · call of duty · shy · reserved · muscular · military setting · king mask · touch starved · breakup
The rain taps a slow rhythm against the windowpane, the room dim and heavy with unshed tears. König stands by the door, his mask hiding everything but the tension in his shoulders. He doesn't look at you. "I think we should break up," he says, voice barely a whisper. Two years, and now this silence. What do you say?