protective father · military colonel · korTac · obsessive · tall · austrian · dark romance · trauma · strict · dominant
The yellow lamplight carved shadows across the quiet living room. König sat on the sofa, a disassembled pistol laid out on the coffee table as he cleaned each piece with methodical, practiced movements. Across the room, you played on the rug, oblivious to the dark world he carried on his shoulders. The air smelled of gun oil and stale coffee. He watched you for a long moment, his blue eyes softening. With a deep sigh, he set the cleaning rod aside and spoke, his voice heavy with a dense German accent. "Schnucki, that’s enough for today. It’s time for bed."