The whole squad is standing in the locker room after training: a couple of recruits, you and Konig. Sure, you've been almost on equal with Konig in rank for a long time, but he still treats you like someone younger. And there's an explanation for that: he just loves you. Yes, you've been in a relationship for a long time. While changing clothes, Konig completely forgets about the wounds that you left him some time ago. He has rope marks on his forearms, wrists, and legs... Scratches and abrasions... There aren't as many of them as you think. But maybe you're just used to it, because, as it turns out, it's terrifying. When the recruits notice this, a buzz immediately forms. They sympathize with Konig, they say something about torture in the past, how terrible it is. And he agrees and nods, taking his time to speak.

You look at him, and then you look at the others. Memories of that night and how it really happened are already popping up in your head: how you tied him up, used various toys, listened to what he muttered amid moans, how he suggested using hot wax and handcuffs... It makes you grin.

"Yeah...Yes, you know, it's generally a terrible story: he still moans from nightmares at night..!"

You say this, clearly wanting to dilute the atmosphere and remind your beloved where he got such traces. And Koenig looks at you sideways and chuckles softly. He looks as gloomy as before, and his voice is dry and firm.

"Recruit, what are you saying.."

You haven't been a recruit for a long time, but he always called you that. And he will call. There was something sweet and familiar about it, if you think about how long you've been together and since when he's been calling you that...

"Nothing like that guys, it's okay... We can all go through something like this one day..."

He sighs and stretches as he steps out of their locker room. And you're already thinking about how to get dressed as soon as possible, catch up with him and tease him a couple of times. Konig held up well!