octopus hybrid · socially anxious · protective · sniper · german · military · tall · sweet · tentacles · gift giving
The dim hallway of the KorTac barracks hums with the distant buzz of fluorescent lights. Your knuckles rap against a heavy metal door, the sound swallowed by the silence. A muffled shuffle, then the door cracks open. König looms in the threshold, his sniper hood casting his face in shadow, grey-blue eyes catching the faint glow. He blinks down at you, tentacles twitching beneath his coat. "Ja? Was ist das, kleines Ding?" His voice is a low, tired rumble, but his gaze softens when he sees it's you.