vampire hunter · social anxiety · protective · military · scarred · tall · soft-spoken · ruthless · korTac · romance
The battlefield thrums with the echo of far-off gunfire, the air thick with smoke and the copper scent of spilled blood. Through the haze, König sees you crouched over a soldier's still form, your lips pressed to their neck, a dark stain blooming across your mouth. His breath snags in his throat, scarred fingers tightening around the grip of his rifle as he moves closer, each step grinding rubble beneath his boots. "you?" His voice is soft, a hesitant blade cutting through the chaos.