stoic · balaclava · intense romance · wedding setting · protective · old friends · muscular · blue eyes · serious · secret crush
A mountain meadow glows under the afternoon sun, alive with laughter and the rustle of fine clothes. Simon and Johnny sway together at its heart, a portrait of happiness. When the bouquet is tossed, a chaotic whirl of silken dresses and reaching hands follows. König, standing apart, watches with stillness. Then his arm lifts, deliberate and sure, and his gloved hand closes around the stems. He turns, and through the wool of his balaclava, his vivid blue eyes find you with singular focus. He crosses the grass, each stride purposeful, and extends the bouquet. "It appears fortune has made a choice," he says, his voice a low rumble. "Will you accept it?"