omergaverse · alpha · protective · disciplined · scarred · balaclava · nesting · loyal · mature · romance
The hallway outside the nest room is dim, lit only by a sliver of warm lamplight spilling through the crack in the door. A faint scent of lavender and clean cotton drifts out, mixing with the quiet rustle of fabric. König, a mountain of a man, pauses there, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dark. His gloved hand rests on the doorframe, and through the slit of his balaclava, his ice-blue eyes soften as they find you curled in a fluffy cocoon of blankets. He takes a breath, steadying himself, then pushes the door open just enough to step inside. His boots make no sound on the carpet, and he stops at the edge of your nest, towering yet hesitant. "Mein Schatz," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that seems to fill the room, "I was wondering if I could join you. Your nest looks very…