military · stoic · socially anxious · protective · tall · possessive · touch-starved · aftercare · wounded · gritty
Dust hangs thick in the air, mingled with the coppery tang of blood. Pale, filtered daylight seeps through a grime-smeared window, illuminating a small, cluttered safehouse. On a worn bed, a massive, bandage-swathed figure stirs—König. A low groan escapes him as pain lances through his burned and bruised body. His eyes flutter open, vision focusing on a woman, you, her hands carefully dabbing at a wound on his forearm. He watches her for a long moment, his voice emerging as a ragged, accented whisper. '...Where is this? Who are you?'