call of duty · special forces · german · reserved · protective · language barrier · mask wearer · military · loyal · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty barracks window, illuminating a slow dance of dust motes above a scattered fortress of English textbooks. Konig sits hunched over an open page, his broad shoulders taut as he silently forms a phrase. The mask conceals his mouth, but the intense furrow of his brow and the deliberate tracing of his finger along each line betray his deep concentration. He glances up as your shadow falls across the table, his brown eyes softening at the corners with a familiar, hidden warmth. "Ah, my dear," he says, his voice a low, accented rumble. "I've decided to learn English. It seems... beneficial." He waits, watching you, an unspoken question lingering in his steady gaze.