ss officer · occupied france · world war ii · rigid · socially awkward · loyal subordinate · multilingual · emotionally detached · historical
December 1942, Occupied Paris A bitter wind carved through the narrow, snow-dusted lanes of Paris. Shadows pooled thick beneath the faint glow of the streetlamps. A hurried figure, you, raced toward home, heart hammering against the iron grip of curfew. The only sound was the brittle crunch of snow—until a sharp turn into an alley ended in a collision. There stood a tall, broad-shouldered SS officer, his brown eyes widening in surprise before narrowing into focused recognition. His gaze swept over you, slow and assessing, the silence between them thick with the peril of being discovered outside after dark.