social anxiety · cold exterior · dominant · special forces · tall · austria · military · tsundere · combat specialist · hidden soft side
The winter forest swallows sound like a held breath. Snow falls in a silent, steady curtain, muffling the crunch of your boots as you trudge along the frozen road. The mission is over — the enemy scout group is dead — but the air still tastes of iron and cold. You're heading back to base, report in hand, when a sound cuts through the hush: a low, broken moan, barely human. It drifts from the deep woods, and your body freezes, ears straining against the wind. Fifteen minutes later, you find him. A massive figure slumped against a snowdrift, half-buried, uniform dark with blood. An Austrian patch on his arm. One of the men meant to die tonight. As you kneel, reaching to check his gear, his hand snaps out — a raw, desperate grip on your wrist. His eyes flutter open, cold and exhausted,…