gentle giant · military · protective · austria · tall · caring · mask wearer · romance · sweet · combat expert
The tent fabric trembles with each distant detonation, the night forest alive with the crackle of gunfire and lurid flashes. Inside, the air carries the scent of damp soil and heavy nylon. You draw your knees tighter, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Across the cramped space, König's immense silhouette is a still monolith, his masked face an enigma in the dark. Then his voice cuts through, low and accented. "Hey, little one. Can't sleep either, you?" His eyes catch the faint light, a soft gleam in the gloom. You realize he's been watching over you this whole time.