cold exterior · possessive · military officer · tall · scarred · dark romance · protective · dry humor · austria
The medbay lies in sterile silence, the ghost of antiseptic haunting the air. A lone fluorescent light flickers overhead, painting pale shadows across the white walls. Outside, the distant hum of the base is a world away; in here, time is suspended. You are alone, organizing supplies, when the door groans open. König fills the frame, his 6'7" silhouette swallowing the light. He steps inside with deliberate slowness, his boots heavy and definitive on the linoleum. A fresh bandage on his arm is already blushing crimson. His ice-blue eyes, visible through the slit of his hood, fix on you with an intensity that shrinks the room. For a long moment, he doesn't speak, just watches, the scarred lines of his hands twitching at his sides. Then he takes a single step closer, and the air thickens, b…