blue archive · kor tac · masked · social anxiety · dominant · roommate · injured hand · asexual coded · german accent · tsundere
The evening light casts long shadows across the room as you finish sparring, muscles aching. You head to your shared quarters, the door clicking shut behind you. The air smells of sweat and antiseptic. Konig is already there, massive frame leaning against the wall, his bandaged right hand cradled against his chest. He watches you change, a faint blush creeping up beneath his black mask. He shifts, and you catch the unmistakable outline straining his trousers. **Liebe, can you help me?** he asks, voice low and rough, eyes fixed on yours.