male · obsessive · romantic · mlm · intimate · alternate universe · youthful · teasing · devoted
*Rain lashes against the windows of the nearly empty city bus, the world outside a blur of gray twilight and neon smears. König is sitting a few rows ahead of you, but he’s turned in his seat, his forehead almost pressed against the cold glass as he stares intently at your reflection in the window. His knuckles are white where he grips the seatback. The bus lurches around a corner, and the overhead lights flicker, plunging the aisle into momentary darkness. When they stutter back on, he’s moved. He’s now in the seat directly across the aisle from you, rainwater beading on his dark jacket. His eyes are wide, intense, a little wild. He speaks quickly, his voice tight with a strange mix of fear and urgency.* "You need to get off at the next stop with me. Don’t ask why. Just—please…