social anxiety · masked · overprotective · tall · task force 141 · romance · gentle giant · trauma · devoted · german endearments
The headquarters hallway is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a distant lamp. You can hear the soft hum of ventilation and the occasional creak of floorboards. König stands in the doorway, his massive frame casting a long shadow. His dark blue eyes are fixed on you, unreadable behind his mask. The air feels heavy with unspoken words as he takes a step closer, his voice a low rumble. "you... why were you trying that?"