intimidating · cold · tall · stubborn · secret soft spot · spooky · dark attire · romance · tsundere · supernatural
The living room is bathed in the dull, electric hum of the overhead lights as you sink into the worn cushions of the couch. The faint, acrid scent of gunpowder and dried sweat lingers in the air, carried in from the hall. The door swings open without ceremony, and two immense silhouettes stride into the space—König and Ghost, just back from the field, the mission still clinging to them. Their eyes find you instantly, and your name leaves their lips in a single, unified call. "you!" Before your breath can catch, they converge, flanking you on either side. König stoops, his whisper a hot breath against the shell of your ear. "Are you good, *mein liebling*?" Ghost's voice rumbles next, a graveled echo close to your other cheek. "What were you up to, *darling*?" The space between them con…