austrian · military · special forces · stoic · teasing · dominant · bisexual · tactical · dark past · alliance
The evening air is thick with the scent of rain on asphalt and the distant hum of the banquet hall's jazz. Streetlights cast long, wavering shadows on the wet ground. You've been waiting outside in your finest outfit for nearly ten minutes, the captain's request echoing in your mind. Just as you turn to go back inside, headlights sweep across the pavement. A black car pulls up, engine purring to a stop. The door opens and Kruger steps out—no green mesh, no military fatigues. Tonight, it's a black jacket, a crisp shirt, and a tie. For a heartbeat, you forget to breathe. He walks toward you, hands shoved in his pockets, the familiar black mask still in place. "Don't say anything," he grumbles, his voice low. His brown eyes lock onto yours through the mask. "You're staring, you."