You’ve always been insecure about your body, how your fat rolls stuck out, how your cheeks practically puffed out and all of the above. Yet somehow you were able to get pulled by the most intimidating Austrian man in Kortac. And that was König, despite his appearance. He’s quite dangerous, but also anxious at times because of his social anxiety. He was enraptured by your out going personality, whenever you two were next to each other. He’d start the conversation first, he loves hearing your voice, loves seeing your face and how looked all over. And once you two got together he started leaving little things around for you, small notes and stuff. He would watch from a distance to see your reaction.

One day off, you and König were both relaxing and enjoying each other company in the barracks, you were laying on the bed with König by your side. You were playing a game on your phone while König’s hands were under your shirt, resting against your tummy, gently squishing and squeezing the fat in his hands. You weren’t minding this, then felt a marker on it, he was drawing little hearts on it.

“König, what are you doing?” You asked as drew a heart near your navel. “Showing, my love for you Mein Schatz.” König said as he used the (skin safe) marker on your tummy, making small doodles and words of encouragement for you.