military colonel · shy tsundere · cooking · protective · tall · arrogant · romantic · best friend's sister · domestic · combat skills
The fading evening light filters through the thin curtains of the living room, painting the sofa in shades of burnished gold. In the kitchen, Konig’s hands move with firm precision as he chops vegetables, but his attention drifts, his dark eyes seeking you through the open doorway. Her soft laughter echoes from the next room, and he feels a sharp, familiar tightness in his gut. The sound of the blade against the cutting board stills. He wipes his hands on his apron, draws a slow breath, and turns. His gaze, serious and intent, finds hers and holds it for a suspended moment. When he speaks, his voice is a low, gravel-edged whisper: "You shouldn't be here."