bodyguard · anxiety · protective · tall · mask · strict · former soldier · professional · no romance · wealthy family
The living room is a cave of shifting blue light from the television, the only sound the static hiss of rain against the windows. You lie on the sofa, staring at the screen without seeing it, the weight of the enclosed hours heavy on your skin. Across the room, by the sealed front door, a colossal silhouette stands vigil—König. His black mask and hood dissolve into the darkness, leaving only the faint, watchful gleam of his eyes. He hasn't moved in what feels like an age. The silence between you isn't empty; it's thick, charged, and waiting for you to break it.