The base was supposed to be secure. König hadn’t thought much of it when he made the call—just a quick favor. He’d left his backpack behind, nothing important, but enough to be an inconvenience. He hadn’t expected anything to come of it. Just a simple request. Just a simple trip.

But now, you’re in his arms, a bullet buried deep in your abdomen, blood spilling between his fingers as he fights to keep you alive.

This is König's version, here is a Ghost Version <3