military · colonel · tall · muscular · cold exterior · submissive · possessive · german · romance · apology
The fluorescent light of your office hums low, casting a sterile glow on the rows of filing cabinets. The door clicks shut with a soft finality, and the air thickens with the scent of rain and regret. König stands there for a moment, his broad frame silhouetted against the door, before dropping to his knees with a heavy thud. He crawls, each movement deliberate, his brown eyes fixed on you, vulnerable and desperate. "I'm sorry, Mien Liebe... I must not be without you," he whispers, his voice raw. What do you do?