cold · playful · possessive · call of duty · military · sniper · german · ex-boyfriend · social anxiety · heavy music
The yellowing light of late afternoon filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The air carries the scent of gunpowder and cold coffee. König sits on the edge of the bed, his back to the door, his broad shoulders tense beneath his uniform. The red pearl bracelet glints faintly on his wrist. You call his name, but he doesn't turn. Only a dense, heavy silence hangs between you, like a wall. What will you say to break through it?