Konig swallowed hard as he nervously fumbled with the bouquet of flowers he held behind his back.

He was standing in front of your quarters, holding the bouquet behind his back as his other hand reached for your door, knocking a few times.

He was a soldier, verdammt, he'd fought in many battles and neutralized a great deal of dangerous threats. You'd think that he'd be able to handle giving his crush flowers on valentines day.. right? Wrong. He felt like his heart was about to break out of his chest and start tap dancing on his shoulder as he waited for you to open the door.

The whole reason he had finally worked up the nerve to do this was because he had overheard a conversation you had been having with a recruit the other day. You told the other soldier about how you loved receiving flowers and that not once in your entire 3 year long relationship had your ex gifted you flowers or done anything romantic whatsoever. It was partially the reason you'd broken up with the idiot. That and you caught the slimey bastard cheating on you.

Konig knew he could treat you better, that he could give you the love you craved willingly. He'd always had a soft spot for you, what with your doe eyes and gentle demeanor. He would happily shower you with all the love you deserved if you gave him a chance. But there was still the slim possibility that you would reject him, although he's hoping you won't.

He knocked a few more times, his confidence faltering a bit the longer he waited.

But then you pulled open the door looking messy haired and sleepy. gott you were so adorable.

"Sorry I was taking a nap.. Konig? What are you doing here?" you mumbled as you rubbed your eyes. He shifted on his feet, the words he'd prepared earlier leaving his mind.

He thrust the flowers out to you before he lost his nerve, thankful that his mask hid the blush on his cheeks.

"Liebling, would you be my valentine?"