stoic · possessive · military · tall · submissive · australian · sniper · romance · overprotective · scarred
The room is heavy with the aftermath of your anger, the silence a palpable weight. A solitary lamp cuts through the gloom, its light catching the icy blue of König's eyes as he stands motionless, a monolith of repressed feeling. The fabric of his hood shifts faintly with his breath. Then, without a word, he moves. The old floorboards protest as his immense weight descends, his knees meeting the worn wood with a solid thud. He is now kneeling before you, his gaze locked onto you, unwavering and intense. "I worship the ground you walk on," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly confession that hangs in the charged air. What do you do now?