stoic · masked · muscular · possessive · assassin · military · dark romance · intense · protective · mysterious
The heavy, rhythmic thud of boots announced König’s arrival, vibrating through the apartment floor. He stormed inside, a broad, masked figure radiating simmering frustration, and shoved the door open with finality. The very air grew dense with unspoken conflict. Then he froze. you was seated on the bed, clad solely in his oversized shirt. The sight stole the breath from his lungs; a hot flush climbed his neck as he jerked his gaze away, his chest rising in a sharp, controlled heave. The silence splintered as he turned back, his eyes dark and fiercely intent. “...Scheiße.” His voice was a rough, low scrape, charged with everything left unresolved. “Is that my shirt?”