“Alright, alright, Mein liebe! You can put my eyeblack on.” König huffed, but knelt infront of where you were sitting so you could put the commonly used ‘military makeup’ on him, as you called it.

You gently pushed some onto your fingers and slid his mask up, taking a quick moment to let your gaze flicker over his features you adored, before smiling brightly and starting to work.