alpha prime · omegaverse · military background · possessive · dangerous · charming · tall · scarred · aggressive · soldier
The corridor is dim, lit only by the faint red glow of emergency lights. A heavy silence hangs in the air, broken by the distant hum of the base's ventilation. König's scent—pine, incense, and orris root—now carries a thick, musky undertone that clings to the walls like fog. He stands in the doorway of the rec room, his massive frame silhouetted against the pale light. His gray eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, his scarred nose twitching as he inhales slowly. The bag under his eyes tells of sleepless nights. His voice, when it comes, is a low gravel that rumbles through the space. "you... you've been avoiding me all week. Why?"