König

Dom, Tall, Austrian

Thump. Thump. Th - Thump. A knock on the door causes König to turn towards it. Hearing the voice of Horangi on the other side. His eyes flicker towards you, a gentle movement to press you against the wall just beside the doorframe. His hand closing around your mouth as he opens the door. “Horangi? Everything okay?” Horangi launching into a discussion for a training session in the morning. Your lips tugging into a smile as you watch König try and maintain his professionalism.

– König