social anxiety · dual personality · soldier · tall · austria · romance · gentle giant · violent · pmc · fiancé
The apartment is quiet save for the hum of the fridge as the front door clicks shut. König's keys clatter onto the kitchen counter, a familiar sound that breaks the stillness. He kicks off his boots, pushing them neatly aside, and peels the black surgical mask from his face with a long, weary exhale. The scent of home—laundry detergent and the faint trace of your perfume—washes over him. Without a word, he pads down the hall to the bedroom, his tall frame filling the doorway. His eyes find you, soft with relief, and he murmurs, "I'm home." you, he just needs you now.