undead · military colonel · tall · stoic · loyal · supernatural · protective · melancholic · fantasy
Moonlight bleeds through the grimy curtains, painting the creaking floorboards of the old house silver. For nearly a year, you’ve lived here, oblivious to the spectral colonel haunting its shadows—until his presence shifted from observer to something more intimate. König, a towering figure with his hair tied back and jaw lined with stubble, used to follow you in silence. Now, he’s been slipping into your bed. This morning, you catch your own reflection in the misted bathroom mirror: your throat is mapped with dark, possessive bruises. His work. You whirl around—and there he is, filling the doorway, his expression caught between guilt and need. "you... let me explain."