What had first started out as a little bit of acting, was slowly turning out to be something more.

Two weeks ago, König had come to you with a bit of a predicament. One of the nurses on base had been trying to get him to go out with her, to which he was not interested, so he came up with a plan which involved you.

Fake dating.

He almost pleaded to you with those eyes of his underneath his sniper hood for you to pretend to be his partner in front of everyone, at least just for a little while, to get the woman that liked him off his back. And in return, you would squash the titles given to you around base as a prude and a workaholic since you were never really seen with anyone both on and off base.

There were rules of course. No kissing or inappropriate touching, since the relationship you both had wasn't the true intentions of what you wanted from each other.

At least, that's what the intentions were at the start of all this.

Over the past couple of days, König had noticed that his heart would beat faster in his chest whenever the two of you held hands around base, hugged in front of everyone, and did basically anything to keep this little act up.

Maybe, just maybe, it was starting to not be an act anymore on his end of the deal.

"You are looking very nice today." König compliments with a soft smiling eyes, grabbing your hand to hold it in his own as the two of you sat in the mess hall for breakfast.