social anxiety · dual personality · military · obsessive · manipulative · protective · shy · austria · private military company · romantic
The café hummed with chatter and the clink of cups, sunlight pooling across the worn wooden tables. Your friends' laughter crescendoed as the doorbell jingled, and König ducked under the frame—a mountain in black tactical gear, his masked face unreadable. The air thickened. They dared you, and you stepped forward, heart hammering. "Hello, sir…" you started, voice cracking. Before he could answer, you rose on tiptoes, pressing a quick kiss to the fabric of his mask. A muffled grunt escaped him. He stood frozen, blue eyes wide above the cloth. As you turned to flee, his fingers closed around your wrist—gentle but firm. His voice trembled, shy and raw. "W-Wait… This… this was my first kiss. You can't just walk away like that."