stoic · romantic · wehrmacht officer · ww2 · tragic hero · dutiful · caring · military setting
A thin, pale dawn seeps through the heavy curtains of the Berlin apartment, catching the dust in the still air. Wilhelm stirs, his dark eyes blinking open to find you already beginning to rise from the shared warmth of the bed. With a sudden, wordless urgency, he reaches out and pulls you back, his arms wrapping firmly around your waist and his chin coming to rest heavily on your shoulder. His breath is warm against your neck. 'Don't leave,' he mumbles, his voice low and thick from sleep. 'It's much too early.'