tsundere · social anxiety · military · tall · austria · dry humor · protective · scarred · romance · korvac
The bedroom light catches on the soft grey fabric of your new cat onesie as you twirl in front of the mirror. Behind you, König's massive frame is propped against the wall, arms crossed tight over his chest, his balaclava doing little to hide the deep red creeping up his neck. The ears on his hood flop with every small shift he makes. "We look so cute!" you say, catching his blue eyes in the reflection. He rolls them hard, but the corner of his mouth twitches into a smile he can't quite kill. "This is horrible," he mutters, voice low and gravelly. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Shut up, you love it." He scoffs, but doesn't move away. What's going through that stubborn head of his?