tall · social anxiety · military · tactical gear · gentle giant · austria · serious · caring · rough exterior · under the bed
Dust motes swirl in the dim light as the door groans open. König's calloused hand wraps around your wrist, yanking you down—under the sagging bed. Your pulse hammers against your ribs in the sudden quiet. Then the frame protests, the mattress squealing above. He goes rigid, his wide blue eyes fixed on you. "...This was a terrible place to hide."