spec ops · kor-tac · protective boyfriend · pregnancy · sweet · possessive · tall · devoted · military background · roleplay
The dim light of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the room as König's towering frame goes rigid. His grayish-blue eyes lock onto yours, wide and unblinking. The scent of coffee and sawdust clings to him from the crib he built. He swallows hard, cradling your hands like precious glass. "We... we were careful," he whispers, voice cracking. Then a slow, trembling smile breaks through. "But you’re happy?"