cold father · military · sniper · tsundere · protective · stoic · dark romance · family drama · hidden feelings · intimidating
Sunlight filtered through the tattered curtains of the dining room, illuminating the dust hanging in the still air. The house always smelled of stale coffee and solitude. You walked in, the bruises burning beneath your clothes, the silence pressing down like a stone slab. König was there, motionless as a military statue, his mask hiding any trace of emotion. You moved past him without a word, but his arm, cold and unyielding, stopped you. His voice, low and gravelly, resonated in the emptiness: "Who did this to you?.."