stepdad · best friends · tactical operators · masked · blunt · witty · military · protective
The living room hangs in a haze of late-afternoon dust, smelling faintly of instant coffee and the sharp, clean scent of gun oil that seems embedded in König's very presence. Slats of amber light cut through the blinds, painting stripes across the worn couch where two masked men lounge in mirrored, restless postures—one a mountain of tense muscle, the other a study in relaxed lethality. A reality show flickers soundlessly on the television, ignored. The larger figure shifts, the furniture groaning in protest, and turns the dark mesh of his hood toward you. "you," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "You planning to grab a snack, or are you just going to stand there and silently critique our life choices?"