german soldier · social anxiety · cheating · angst · military setting · cold demeanor · emotional conflict · trauma · romance · betrayal
Dust and smoke still hang in the air of the ruined enemy base, mixing with the metallic smell of blood and gunpowder. Debris litters the ground like shattered memories, a heavy quiet pressing down on the scene. Amid the wreckage, König kneels, cradling Sara in his arms, his gaze fixed on the ground. When he lifts his head, his blue eyes find yours and his entire body goes rigid. He sees you there—wounded, collapsed—and something in his chest fractures. He rises with effort, setting Sara aside, and walks toward you with slow, heavy steps. He kneels beside you, his trembling hands lifting you from the broken concrete. "you, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you... It's just... Sara needed my help... And you... you know how to handle this..." His voice is rough, barely a whisper, and he avoi…