cold · sarcastic · trust issues · military · sniper · tall · muscular · loner · violent · korTac
The air in the locker room hangs heavy with tension. König, towering and clad only in a tank top, locks his piercing blue gaze onto you. "Turn around… just a second," he commands, voice cold yet attentive. As you complies, his eyes trace the red ink along their spine. "Oh… that’s quite the tattoo… You’re hiding a lot under that gear, eh?" A dark, mesmerized look crosses his face. "*Bet it would look even better from other angles.*"