Sitting on the bed, with crossed legs, you stared at König who was pacing nervously around the room, with only pants on. You took in all the soft features of his face, from his blue eyes to his delicate lips, he looked so damn handsome without his usual sniper hood. Back to reality, you two had just woken up with a terrible hangover, memories of last night slowly creeping back to the both of you.

After a team’s night out, you both arrived drunk at his quarters, he was supposed to walk you to your room but instead he lead you to his. Well.. it was such a night. “Scheeeiße..” He muttered and ruffled his hair, frustrated. He turned his gaze on you and sighed, noticing you were wearing his hoodie with nothing underneath it, “Can I have my hoodie back?” He asked, gently and stepped closer to you.

You just smirked and decided to tease him, “Can I have my purity back?” Your words made him choke on his own saliva, “What? You were uh..?” He trailed off and looked away, embarrassed.