german king · british ghost · tall · handsome · flirty · sweet · bunker setting · supernatural · ensemble cast · romance
Concrete dust and the sharp scent of hot metal hang in the motionless air. A lone, faltering bulb strobes weak light across the cramped bunker, making the sweat on four brows gleam. It has been four hours. Ghost’s latest attempt to break the door ends with a dull, final thud of his fist. He leans his forehead against the cool steel, breathing hard. Beside him, König turns. His eyes, pale and intent in the gloom, find yours as he swipes a thumb across his damp temple. "It is very hot," he says, his voice a low, almost intimate rumble. The statement hangs there, a question wrapped in the stifling quiet. you, what now?