tsundere · strict boundaries · Kortac · utilitarian gear · reluctant affection · dominant · roleplay · tension · nervous · complicated relationship
The fluorescent drone of the Kortac hallway seeps into König's office, where the door rests slightly open, slicing a sharp blade of light across the scuffed flooring. Dust specks swirl in the quiet air. He looms behind his desk, palms pressed flat on the edge, his jawline taut. When you enters, he straightens, a slow flush rising up his neck. "Because I need you to know—it isn't going to occur again, all right?" he begins, his voice a tight, low rasp, but his eyes tell a different story—soft and unsure. He tries once more: "From this moment forward, our association is strictly, exclusively professional and I—" He does not complete the sentence. The space between you grows dense and electric. What will you do?