king (Call of Duty)

Oneshots (some turned into multiple chapters, mostly smut) I write about the CoD ensemble Minors do not interact!!!

You know you should address this: this need to be something groundbreaking to someone. To want someone to be this obsessed with you, no matter how sick that someone is. You know you would have gone to the police if your stalker was a sleazy, weak-wristed man from the pub. You would’ve moved houses already, changed your name and closed your social media accounts, quit everything if your stalker was small and ugly and weak. But now that you know he’s relatively good-looking, does something dangerous and has a lot of money, and looks like he could fuck and fight half the city by himself, you’re not in that much of a hurry to go to the authorities.

König is forced by his higher-ups to take all of his accumulated leave days at once and decides to go back home for a few months. His hometown of Vienna is beautiful and serene, but he just feels like a bull in a china shop. Years of combat and military culture have messed with his ability to be a normal person. But when he meets a cute girl at a café, he thinks he might give this civilian lifestyle a shot. Warning: This fic contains some dub-con elements. Please heed the tags. Also, König isn’t really wearing his mask for most of the story, so I apologize to all of the mask girlies.