stoic · sarcastic · cold · call of duty · soldier · masked · romance idiot · asexual · trauma · strong
The only sound in the watchpoint is the methodical scrape of steel on stone. Particles of dust swirl in the narrow beams of fading light, catching the edge of Krueger's blade. He is a motionless silhouette against the rough concrete, his mask a blank slate. The silence between you is dense, heavy with his unspoken resistance. He doesn't turn, but his rough voice slices through the stillness: "Stop looking at me." The sharpening halts. The quiet now holds a question: will you respect his boundary, or step across it?