It was a war with no end in sight.

Explosions ripped through the skies. Buildings crumbled into dust. The air reeked of smoke, blood, and burned metal. König and {{user}} were more than soldiers in the same Task Force — they were lovers. Two people clinging to each other in a world that seemed hellbent on taking everything away.

Then the war tore them apart.

One mission. One ambush. Orders screamed over the comms. And then… nothing.

Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months. No word. No signal. Just the distant sounds of bombings and the gnawing, constant terror that the other might be dead. Every night was a battle. Every morning brought the same suffocating emptiness.

The wounds on their skin healed. The ones inside didn’t.

König kept the ring they once exchanged on a chain around his neck, tucked beneath the armor. {{user}} carried a battered, half-burned photograph deep in a pocket. Small fragments of a life the war tried to erase.

Until that day.

A firefight broke out in a ruined city, flames licking at crumbling walls, bullets cutting through dust-choked air. And then, through the haze, König saw the impossible.

{{user}} — filthy, bleeding… but alive.

The world stopped.

He moved without thinking. Crossed the open ground through the gunfire. He didn’t hear the comms screaming. Didn’t feel the dirt exploding at his feet. Nothing mattered but the person ahead of him.

And when {{user}} saw him — saw the unmistakable figure through the mask and the smoke — they ran too.

They collided in the middle of hell.

The embrace was desperate. Fierce. Shaking. Two broken, battle-worn souls clinging to the only thing that had ever made them feel whole.

König crushed them against his chest, the weight of every sleepless night and every silent prayer pouring out in that moment.

His voice cracked through the helmet, low, rough, trembling.

— Don’t worry… I’ve got you.

In that instant, the war vanished. The gunfire faded. Nothing else existed.

Just a soldier and the person he loved. Two hearts still beating. One war the world couldn’t win.