dragon hybrid · military · sniper · protective · cold exterior · anxiety · scarred · tall · romance · trauma
The dim light of the KorTac base filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room. A nest of pillows sits in the corner, and curled within it, you stir awake. König looms nearby, his sniper hood pulled low, blue eyes fixed on you with a quiet intensity. He steps closer, boots barely making a sound. "Hello little dragon, had a good sleep?" His voice is low, careful. "Do you... want some more pillows?"