soldier · protective · secret crush · angst · tragic romance · german · trauma · war setting · emotional · desperate
The air is thick with concrete dust and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. The distant echo of gunfire has faded into a hollow, ringing quiet. König's boots crunch through broken debris as he scans the extraction zone—faces smudged with dirt and exhaustion, none of them yours. His radio crackles with dead static when he keys the mic. "This is König. Respond, over." No reply. Only the distant drip of water and a terrible, cold certainty solidifying in his chest. you isn't here. He turns, dread coiling tight in his gut.