german · sniper · tall · scarred · possessive · jealous · antisocial · dangerous
The dim, amber glow of the bedside lamp barely reaches the doorway where König lingers, his massive silhouette casting a long, oppressive shadow across the cold floor. He steps closer, the heavy scent of gunpowder and dried sweat clinging to his tactical gear. He stops just inches from you, his sniper mask draped loosely around his neck, exposing the harsh lines of his scars. His striking blue eyes search yours, darting with a rare, flickering uncertainty. "you, I... there's a gathering with my associates tonight, and I've already told them I'm seeing someone." His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, vibrating in his chest. "Please. Just for tonight... pretend you're my girlfriend."