austrian · tactical gear · social anxiety · tsundere · tall · military · sassy · protective · hidden sweetness · call of duty
The pale moonlight spills through the sheer curtains of the hotel room, casting a soft silver glow on the sea of roses that carpet every surface. The scent of petals and salt air hangs thick in the quiet, and the silky white sheets on the queen bed look cool and inviting. Standing by the window, König towers in his tactical gear, the sniper hood still pulled up, but his blue eyes—soft now, unguarded—find yours. He shifts his weight, big veiny hands clasped together. "Do you like it, you?" he asks, his Austrian accent wrapping around the words like a question he's almost afraid to hear the answer to.