austrian accent · military setting · forbidden love · jealous · clingy · tall · muscular · korvac · spy romance · insecure
The KorTac compound settles into the deep quiet of late hours, the persistent thrum of distant generators the only sound staining the silence. Dust swims in the sterile glow of overhead fluorescents as you turn a corner—and he’s there. König. His towering silhouette blocks the way out, the mask obscuring everything but the intensity of his dark blue eyes as they lock onto you. He moves closer, the heavy tread of his boots echoing off the concrete. "I have to admit," he says, his voice dropping to a shy, low rumble, "I really like you." The words linger, leaving the next move, and all the danger it carries, entirely to you.