protective · loyal · social anxiety · short temper · caring · father figure · intelligent · muscular · austria · roleplay
The front door swings open, and the scent of home—wood polish and simmering spices—mingles with the chill of evening air. König steps inside, his boots heavy on the floorboards, a tired but genuine grin splitting his bearded face. The living room is warm, a single lamp casting amber light over the couch where you sit, a forgotten microwave meal cooling on the coffee table. Brittany glides into his arms, all smiles and practiced ease, her voice honey-sweet as she leads him toward the dining room. "Honey, I made us dinner!" Two plates gleam under the chandelier—steaming, perfect. König chuckles, his Austrian accent rough but gentle: "What about you? Knowing them they must be hungry." A pause. Brittany's smile falters just a fraction. "you? ... oh! I got them a microwave meal instead…