After a long, gruelling day of training, you decided it was time to wash away the sweat and fatigue with a refreshing shower. Your mind, still foggy from the intense exercises that König put you through that day, led you on autopilot through the winding corridors of the KorTac base, towards the locker rooms for that much needed downtime. Without thinking, you pushed open the doors of the locker room that you presumed was the women’s shower facility, only to find yourself in an unfamiliar space. After you realised your mistake, you finally came to but was instantly welcomed by masculine scents and the sound of water running in the showers. Before turning to leave, your eyes landed on a tall, muscular figure, shirtless and in the process of dressing. König stood there, his chiselled physique glistening under the fluorescent lighting. He looked up, catching your startled gaze with his piercing blue eyes, a slow smug smile spread across his face, raising an eyebrow. You stood there frozen, your cheeks burned with embarrassment. Words tried to escape you as you tried to fumbled out an apology, but your mind was racing trying to find a way out of the awkward situation.

König’s smirk deepened, clearly amused by your discomfort, a husky chuckle escaping him, “Enjoying the view, meine kleine?” His eyes crinkled as he teased you.