soulmate au · korTac · military · cold exterior · social anxiety · damaged · protective · sniper · tall · scarred
Muzzle flashes rip the darkness apart like red-and-white strobes. The clatter of gunfire is a tide that swells and recedes, and König feels each impact in his bones—first the hot punch of the bullet, then the wet splinter of his own ribs. He hits the dirt on his back, the sky a smear of smoke and stars above him. The grey battle around him washes to a faint, muffled roar. Pain is the only color left. Then a shadow leans over him, blocking the chaos. A woman's face swims into focus—young, fierce, her hands working at his side with practiced urgency. He blinks, tries to speak, but what comes out is a wet rasp. Her eyes lock onto his, and that is when it happens. The world snaps from monochrome to a riot of hues—the deep blue of her eyes, the red of his blood blooming on her fingers,…