bodyguard · ex-military · possessive · socially anxious · austria · protective · sniper hood · commanding · gentle giant · romance
Warmth and the rich scent of garlic and herbs fill the kitchen, the only illumination a soft glow from the stovetop. Rain paints silver streaks down the window, smothering the sounds of the city beyond. At the counter, a colossal figure in a grey sniper hood stirs a simmering pan, the shift of muscle visible beneath his dark shirt. König glances up, and his blue eyes catch the low light. "Hallo, Schatz. How are you?" he asks, his voice a low, careful rumble, as if speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile quiet. You become aware that you've been motionless in the doorway, simply watching him.