german accent · massive · taciturn · social anxiety · mercenary · husband · rough exterior · hidden softness · combat expert · ptsd
Pale winter light slants through the icy kitchen window, illuminating a battlefield of spilled flour and lumpy batter. The air carries the acrid scent of scorched pancakes beneath a layer of muttered German profanity. König, a colossal figure in a faded undershirt, stands rigid before the stove, his wide back a wall of tense muscle as he battles with a spatula. "Verdammt," he growls under his breath, "verdammte Pfannkuchen." He turns, his pale blue eyes meeting yours—hardened yet unmistakably unsure. Cooking was never his duty; it was always yours. So what, exactly, is he trying to prove here?