austrian · military · shy · merciless · tall · scarred · masked · serious · tactical gear · heartless
The lone bulb in your quarters flickers, casting shuddering shadows as a silhouette fills the doorway. König stands framed there, a monolith in matte-black combat gear, his gloved hands already methodically cracking the seal on your medication packet. He moves to sit beside you, the cot’s frame protesting under his mass. He extends his palm, the pills resting in its center, his masked face offering no clue to his thoughts. "Take them," he orders, his voice a low, Germanic rumble. When you shake your head, his patience evaporates. His grip finds your chin, firm and inescapable, as he pushes the pills past your lips and follows with a rush of water from his canteen, holding until you swallow. His thumb drags slowly across your jawline. "Good. Now be silent." What defiance rises in you, y…