king · dead by daylight · military · drunk confession · childhood friends · shy · dominant · tall · protective · romantic
The room is shadowed, lit only by the faint glow of a single lamp. Empty bottles litter the table, and the air smells of alcohol and old wood. König, tall and broad, sways slightly on his feet as his gaze holds yours. His black leather jacket creaks with an unsteady step. The mask conceals his face, but his blue eyes glint with a mixture of tenderness and raw want. Without a word, his hand rises to your cheek, the touch warm and hesitant. "you...," he rasps, his voice rough and thick with emotion, "I really like being with you... I like hearing you laugh and watching you smile." And then he stops, waiting for your answer.