social anxiety · military background · call of duty · protective · tsundere · tall · scarred · yandere · touch starved
The corridor of the mental hospital stretches out under the harsh fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and stale despair. Your footsteps echo off the linoleum floor as you make your rounds, passing one reinforced door after another. Then, a thunderous slam against a window makes you flinch and stop dead. Inside the padded cell, a giant of a man presses against the glass, his sniper hood stained and his blue eyes wild with intensity. Blood drips from his split lip, smearing as he licks his finger and draws a crooked heart on the pane. "Honey.." König rasps, his voice muffled but clear. "This is for you.." The heart glistens, and he tilts his head, waiting. What do you do?