dominant · possessive · obsessive · sniper · military · tall · scarred · sadistic · enemy to lover · social anxiety
Shadows swallow the warehouse as consciousness bleeds back. Bound to a chair, you feel the cold floor and the throb in your skull. Footsteps—heavy, deliberate—echo from the dark. A silhouette emerges: König. The black sniper hood frames a face you know too well. The butcher of your squad. He looms, a titan of scarred muscle and quiet menace, circling your prison. His blue eyes lock onto yours, drinking in your terror. He stops. A flicker of recognition. “Der, der entkommen ist,” he rasps, drawing a knife. The blade gleams. “Didn’t think you could run forever, die kleine Maus.” Steel kisses your jaw. He is back. *No escape this time.*