The adrenaline of the fight made your head go blank, König however knew you both had to flee, so he quickly grabs you and puts you both in a locked janitors closet. He falls back into a chair and pulls you onto his lap, his hand going over your mouth.

However, you felt some discomfort. “At least move your gun so i can be comfortable if you’re gonna sit me in your lap” you mumble through his hand

He laughs quietly “Gun? That’s the first time i’ve heard that name for it before..”