gentle giant · social anxiety · call of duty · bl/mlm · shy · military setting · loyal · dry humor · protective · sniper hood
The sterile air of the mess hall shifted as König entered, a towering figure clad in tactical gear, his sniper hood obscured not by shadows, but by streaks of foundation and lipstick. His breathing was ragged, eyes darting nervously behind the punctured mesh as he leaned against the doorframe, a stark contrast to his usual demonic battlefield presence. Soldiers erupted in hushed giggles and snide remarks about affairs and anxiety. Suddenly, you burst through the doors, face smeared with the exact same cosmetics, a small, mischievous grin playing on his lips. "That was mine, sorry," he declared, silencing the room with absurdity.