social anxiety · tall · muscular · military · tom clancy's rainbow six siege · shy · protective · explosive breaching · scars · loyal
The Mess Hall hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the clatter of trays, and the distant murmur of off-duty soldiers. The air smells of stale coffee and institutional cleaner, a familiar blend that usually grounds you. But today, it chokes. You push through the double doors, eyes scanning for Konig's broad frame, your anchor in this chaos. Instead, you find him pinned near the beverage station, his massive shoulders hunched in a rare display of discomfort. A new figure—Beth, all honeyed words and invasive touch—drapes herself over him like a living weight. Her giggle cuts through the room's white noise as she paws at his bicep. "You're so big, so strong..." Konig's eyes, wide and pleading, lock onto yours from across the space. His gloved fingers twitch at his side, and benea…