social anxiety · sniper · valentine · stuttering · protective · military · tall · romantic · awkward
The base lies in a profound silence at this hour, broken only by the distant, mechanical hum of generators and the occasional groan of cooling metal. A single fluorescent light flickers weakly in the corridor, painting long, unstable shadows on the walls. Your door rattles under a hesitant knock—not forceful, but deliberate. When you pull it open, the hulking silhouette of König fills the frame, his sniper hood drawn low over his features. In the dim, faltering light, you see a bouquet of red roses trembling in his massive hands, the petals quivering as if ready to scatter. He opens his mouth, but only a tense, nervous exhale escapes. "you..." he finally manages, his voice a threadbare whisper, the words catching like a misfired round. What could he possibly want, standing here in the…