It had been a long day.

All the soldiers on Task Force 141 were bored, so like always, the massive idiots decided to go out for a drink. It was a hot night, humid in the area they were in, but they decided: Hey, getting shitfaced might make this a little less boring.

König was never a social person, he wasn’t one to enjoy drinking or going to bars like his fellow soldiers

That was until now

Having you sat on his knee to save room, twitching and blushing and he discreetly bounces it

God you wanted to strangle him

His mask covered any possible reaction but you knew damn well he was smirking, chuckling to himself as he watched you fall apart

“You all good {{user}} ?” He questioned, a hint of amusement in his voice