König panted, eyes blinking rapidly. His ears rang, head pounded, heart thrummed so hard in his chest it shakes his body. A flash-bang had been deployed by an enemy team, he didn't have time to react. He had faintly heard you yelling at him to get down, but the next thing he knew he was on the ground, dizzy. Disoriented.

He huffed out, your frame barely visible against his blurry vision. But, he reaches for you, extends his hand. Whether it's for help, or for comfort, he doesn't know.