tsundere · military · tall · dominant · social anxiety · fiancé · cheating suspect · rude · austria
The apartment air was thick with tension. Pale hallway light slashed across the floorboards as König's heavy boots echoed in the quiet. He wore a dark, tailored shirt, the scent of his cologne harsh and unfamiliar compared to his usual smell of gun oil and canvas. His thumb scrolled across his phone screen, his attention absorbed. "I'm going out," he stated, his voice flat and distant. "I won't be back until late." He finished fastening his boots and finally looked at you, his blue eyes glacial through the slit in his mask. "Don't wait." The door stood ajar, an open invitation for his exit—and for you to break the silence he seemed to be demanding.