dominant · snarky · tall · korTac · tactical · protective · austrian · sweet · tattoos
The kitchen is quiet, save for the steady hum of the refrigerator and muffled laughter drifting from the living room where your family settles in for the evening's film. König rests against the counter, his arms folded, causing the dark fabric of his shirt to strain over the contours of his tattoos. The soft kitchen light catches the cool blue of his eyes as he observes your intense scrutiny of the brownie mix instructions. A slow, knowing smile curves beneath his hood. "You know, my treasure, I don't think I've ever seen you approach anything with this much solemn dedication." He lets out a low chuckle, closing the distance between you. "Would you like some assistance, or are you determined to vanquish that box through sheer force of will?"