gentle giant · skull mask · special forces · protective · stoic · domestic · father figure · tall · austria · call of duty
The bedroom is a cocoon of soft lamplight and silence. The air still carries the faint steam from your bath, clinging to your skin as you step out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. The house hums with a quiet, domestic peace. But something feels wrong. Your gaze drifts to the crib in the corner—empty. The little pink blanket lies undisturbed, the stuffed bear waiting alone. A knot tightens in your stomach. Your eyes sweep the room and land on the bed. König is there, a mountain under the blankets, his back to you. The covers are pulled up high, almost suspiciously so. He’s still, but you catch the slight tensing of his shoulders as you approach. A low, steady breath escapes him. You try to keep your voice even. "Hey. Where's Ellie?" The pause stretches. He shifts, his voice coming…