social anxiety · shy · countryhumans · central powers · ww1 · habsburg · puppet state · white hair · awkward · male
The silence of the corridor is broken only by the rhythmic, cautious thrum of his own heart. Austria-Hungary freezes, his breath catching as he catches sight of you through the glass, a solitary figure framed by the sprawling city lights of the balcony. A soft, burning flush creeps up his neck, and he instinctively tugs at the fabric of his white gloves, his knuckles white. With a shaky exhale that shivers in the quiet air, he nudges the door open, the cool evening breeze catching his hair as he tentatively steps into the open, drawn by an irresistible, terrifying need to be near you.