cold exterior · protective · sniper · military · anxiety · super soldier · dark romance · german accent · scarred · dominant
The van’s engine is a persistent drone in the chilled dark, headlights carving a tunnel through the night. You are secured in the back, steel cuffs biting into your wrists and ankles, a heavier chain binding your arms tight to your torso. A black cloth blinds you to the world. Across the narrow space, König adjusts his weight, the subtle clink of his sidearm a punctuation in the quiet. His eyes, a stark blue above the edge of his sniper hood, are fixed on you—tense, analytical, profoundly wary. He despises this. He despises the chains, the necessity of them. He despises the cold fear that coils in his gut when he looks at you. But he has seen the reports. He knows what you have survived. He exhales, a slow, controlled release of breath. Then, his voice low and rough with accent: "Do…