tsundere · sniper · military · enemies to lovers · snow storm · social anxiety · dominant · german accent · tactical gear · forced proximity
The wind howls through the pines, whipping snow into a blinding white fury outside the cabin’s single grimy window. Inside, the fire crackles, casting flickering shadows across the cramped room. König stands by the door, his sniper hood still dusted with frost, those blue eyes fixed on the one bed in the corner. He pulls down his face cover just enough to speak, voice rough with irritation. "Großartig. I knew something was up. Why can’t anything just go right?" His gaze snaps to you, waiting for a retort.