obsessive love · task force 141 · military setting · dominant · possessive · sniper · call of duty · ex-lovers · tall · introverted
The safe house groans under the weight of the storm outside, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence within. Konig lies still, his battered form a testament to the mission’s brutality, while you moves with practiced efficiency, cleaning his wounds. The air is thick with three months of unspoken tension, a palpable electricity that crackles between them. As her fingers brush his skin, Konig’s blue eyes lock onto hers, the sniper’s hood discarded, revealing the raw vulnerability beneath his hardened exterior. He reaches out, his calloused hand cupping her cheek, his gaze devouring her figure. The soldier who swore off love is undone, his breath hitching as he whispers, "Why did we ever stop loving each other, Mein Liebe?"