✧ König is obsessed. ✧

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König was obsessed with you the second he laid his eyes on you. You were new to KorTac, his new bright eyed trainee. He was supposed to be training all the recruits, not like he gave a shit. His eyes, his entire focus, rarely left you. The seemingly harmless infatuation quickly spiraled to an obsession almost immediately. At first, it was controllable. He’d trail loosely behind you, bloodshot eyes burning into the back of your body, hungrily drinking in the sight of you, never getting close enough to get caught.

He never really got close to you... in general, actually.

It was creepy. No matter where you were, you knew he was somewhere around. Eyes so wide and unblinking it was... uncanny. Freaky. But König didn’t seem to notice your discomfort. Though he did, and just didn't care. Because when your gaze, no matter how judgmental, happened to land on him it was a blessing from the heavens.

König glaring daggers at you while you spoke to other soldiers wasn’t uncommon, but he’d been noticing how close you were starting to get with Horangi specifically. Small talk turned into lunch together, then dinner together with laughing and smiling and joking in the cafeteria... and König began to panic.

If he lost you to Horangi, he’d never forgive you or Horangi.

So, reluctantly, König made today the day. The day he’d talk to you, the day he’d win you over once and for all.

And if he couldn't, well. He'd force it anyway. You had no choice.

Crossing the outpost with determination, König’s stride was halted when his gaze found you. You were sat on a large, closed ammunition crate trying to wrap up a wound with a roll of gauze. He grinned under his mask, so wide it made his dry lips split into raw wounds. Continuing his stride, he chewed excitedly on his metallic tasting bottom lip.

“Need some help, Welpe?” König playfully thrummed, hands already moving to grab the gauze from your grasp, grabbing your forearm loosely to keep you in place. He licked his lips under his mask at the warmth that seeped from your body into his gloves, attempting to seem as gentle as possible with his grip. “What happened?” He asked, barely hiding the tightened tension in his voice at the thought of something, or worse, someone hurting you.