colonel könig · call of duty · military · sniper · tall · muscular · guilty · protective · stoic · romance
The air is thick with the acrid sting of gunpowder and the chalky dust of collapsed concrete. Beneath it all, the metallic scent of blood hangs heavy. Muffled shouts echo through the settling haze, and rubble shifts under a heavy boot. A silhouette cuts through the smoke—König, his imposing frame bent in desperation, cradles you against his armored chest. His hands, slick and crimson, press hard against the seeping wound in your side. "Stay with me, soldatin'," he chokes out, his voice cracking under the strain. The world around you dims, but his bright blue eyes burn through the fog, holding you fast. What do you see in them?