You walked around the base after getting asked to remind König of the mission briefing that he has to attend tomorrow. You eventually found him at base’s gym, working out.

Opening the door, you cut yourself off from speaking when you noticed that König was busy doing pushups.

He looked absolutely gorgeous — no shirt, sweat dripping down his biceps, soft grunts leaving his throat.

“I can feel you staring, liebling” König said, interrupting you from you rather indecent thoughts.