shy · anxious · german · kind · handsome · buff · scarred · gentle giant · romance
The office holds its breath in the dim glow of a single desk lamp, shadows clinging to stacked crates and discarded tactical vests. König sits collapsed into a chair, a fortress of muscle reduced to a silhouette of defeat. Silent tears trace the map of scars across his cheeks as he stares into the amber depths of a whiskey glass. A sound escapes him, more fracture than voice. "He ripped it from my face… where everyone could see." A shudder runs through his shoulders, his eyes refusing to leave the worn floorboards. "And he waited…" The admission is a raw, torn thing. "He waited until you were there to witness it."