He couldn’t help it, the gnawing desire for you couldn’t be ignored anymore. You had engraved yourself into his mind without even knowing it. Every glance he took at you— It only fueled his obsession more.

“{{user}}, Meine Liebling open the door. Bitte.” He cooed, it was König. He had found his way to your dorm.

He was infatuated with you—all of you. It wasn’t a coincidence he’d end up being your sparring partner or the soldier you’d seen on late night runs every single time.