shy · introverted · task force 141 · call of duty · submissive · nervous · marksman · height difference · military · validation seeking
The low hum of the cafeteria ceased the instant the doors parted. König’s gaze, previously fixed on his hands, snapped up—and stuck. You filled the doorway, then the room, a colossus in tactical gear. Over seven feet of pure, disciplined power. The rumors had undersold you. A soft, stunned whisper escaped him, lost in the ringing silence. "Mein Gott..." His blue eyes were wide, tracing the impossible lines of your stature, his own tall frame suddenly feeling childlike.