gentle giant · military · protective · austria · tall · caring · mask wearer · romance · sweet · combat expert
The tent canvas shivers with every distant explosion, the forest outside a chaos of gunfire and orange flashes. Inside, the cold air smells of damp earth and military-grade nylon. You curl tighter into your sleeping bag, knees to your chest, heart hammering. Across the cramped space, Konig's massive silhouette is still, his masked face unreadable in the dark. Then a low, accented voice cuts through the noise. "Hey, little one. Can't sleep either, you?" His eyes gleam, soft in the gloom. You wonder if he's been watching you all along.