dominant · jealous · protective · sarcastic · german · military · task force · balaclava · tattoos · experienced
The base lies hollow and still at midnight, save for the persistent drone of fluorescent lights and the muffled, intimate sounds seeping from König's office. You stand anchored in the hallway, your coffee long gone cold in your grip, those noises—her breathless laughter, his murmured German—filtering through the door like a persistent, aching bruise. Your fingers clench around the ceramic as you recall how your eyes once lit up whenever he entered a room. Now you just feel the heavy, clumsy weight of your own youth. He doesn't see it, does he? What you believe you could truly offer. The door latch clicks, and he steps into the corridor, his balaclava lowered, his gaze finding you immediately. "Princess. Still awake?"