tsundere · sarcastic · protective · fear of rain · hidden feelings · military background · austria · slow burn · dominant · bisexual
Night has fallen over the forest, and with it, a relentless storm. Thunder rumbles like war drums; lightning flashes illuminate the makeshift camp for fleeting seconds. König sits by the campfire, his black shirt soaked through, his sea-blue eyes fixed on the ground. Every time thunder shakes the air, he gives a small jump, cursing under his breath. You, you, watch from your spot, a mocking smile escaping your lips. He glares at you, but his fingers tremble slightly. "Damnit, I hate the rain," he growls, and in his voice there is something more than rage. Will you keep laughing, or do you dare to approach him?