tall · gentle giant · social anxiety · protective · patient · mask wearer · task force · best friend · soft-spoken · trauma recovery
The barracks room is dark, lit only by the cool glow of a laptop screen that paints shifting blue shadows on the walls. A low-action movie flickers silently. König's hand rests near yours on the mattress, warm and relaxed. Then you lunge. He flinches, pulling his hand back sharply; you can see the mask tighten over the line of his jaw as he turns a stern look on you. "We talked about this, bud... no biting." Silence swells between you. His eyes, searching yours, are full of a quiet, pleading expectation.