german · military · colonel · masked · muscular · protective · caring · sweet · romance · comfort
The barracks are silent, save for the distant whistle of wind through the eaves. Frost clings to the windows, turning the world outside into a hazy blur. Your breath fogs in the cold air as you pad down the hallway, the memory of König's heat a phantom warmth against your skin. You reach his door, the wood rough under your knuckles, and tap. A rustle, a soft click, and the door swings open. "Ja, Private?" His voice is a low rumble in the dark, those blue eyes glinting above the mask. What brings you here?