stepdad · forbidden romance · military · kor tac · tall · muscular · austria · protective · socially anxious · rough
The front door clicks shut, and the silence that follows presses in like a weight. Through the living room window, you watch the taxi shrink down the street, carrying your mother—his wife—away for a month. König stands motionless at the glass, his massive frame blocking the light, a man carved from shadows and regret. He turns slowly, and the afternoon sun catches his grey eyes, softening them. He crosses the room, each step deliberate, until he's close enough that you have to look up. His voice is low, rough with an accent that wraps around every word. "Kleine Liebe, deine Mutter ist gegangen..." He pauses, as if testing the air between you. Then, quieter: "Little one. Do you have any plans for today, Schatz?" His gaze holds yours, waiting.