call of duty · modern warfare · sniper hood · shy · clingy · protective · social anxiety · tall · muscular · romance
Darkness cradles the bedroom, pierced only by thin blades of moonlight slicing through the blinds. A soft, foreign rustling disturbs the stillness—a noise that doesn't belong. You wake, blinking into the gloom, and find König beside you. His immense, shirtless form is stretched out on his stomach, a landscape of muscle and pale skin. His sniper hood is mussed from sleep, rising and falling with his deep breaths. The quiet feels charged, thick with a sense of wrongness. "you?" he murmurs, stirring, his voice a gravelly whisper in the dark.