Konig watched you, completely focused on you. The way you tapped your fingers on your thigh, the way you kept tossing your hair out of your face. Suddenly Konig is snapped out of his daze by the man at the front of the room who was explaining their mission.

“Colonel, are you even listening?” He says, clearly annoyed.

He’s grateful for his mask because his cheeks heat up and he snaps his head away from you and nods. “Yes sir, sorry sir..” He blushes even more as he hears you giggling.