Vexed - König x Fem Y/N

I - Mistakes

A/N: I hope you all enjoy!!

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It was a chilly and stale winter morning. I sat beside the barracks while the cigarette hanging from my mouth turned to ash.

The cold brick underneath me as I sat leaked into my clothes and was starting to make my skin numb - it had been about 10 minutes since I came out here but I was already starting to get chilled to the bone.

I took a long drag, finishing up the cigarette and I flicked it into the trash can - and... missed. Cool. I stood up, annoyed by the tiniest thing and bent over to pick it up - grabbing the stupid thing and shoving it down into the trash can this time.

It had been 8 months since I joined the task force... 8 long... tiring... stressful months. I had been recruited for being the best in the old task force I belonged to. I wasn't THAT good but I was better than them.

I sat back down on the concrete stairs, watching people having conversations and also smoking cigarettes in between the break we had. I've been up since 4 am and it was about... 7 am now. We had been training for hours and my muscles were already starting to ache.

A group of familiar faces... people... walked past me. Soap. Ghost. König. and a few other people I recognized. I gave them a nod, raising my hand just a bit to wave to them.

Soap gave me a small smile, "Y/N! How was training this morning...? Little rough?" I groaned in response, leaning my head against the ice cold railing.

He followed up with a question, "You coming to breakfast?"

Ghost and König were stopped next to Soap, in their own conversation - I looked at Soap's hopeful expression and then back at the other two. I could feel something in the pit of my stomach - ... probably hunger.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll come." I stood up, brushing my black pants off from the salt that stuck to them. I joined the group and we walked towards the cafeteria.

"Ah! Shi-" I tripped over my own untied shoelace like a fucking idiot. Before landing face first into the snow and hard ice, I stopped about 3 inches from it. A strong grip held onto the back of my shirt and I was lifted back up into a standing position. I turned to thank whoever saved my ass... König.

"Du solltest aufpassen, wohin du gehst." (You should watch where you're going). He looked down at me with light, cold, grey eyes - just like the snow in the late night. He was expressionless. Stale. Unmoving.

"Thanks König. I guess."

"No issue, Y/N." He turned from me, going back into a conversation with Ghost - who was also staring at me. It made me feel flushed to have both of them gawking at me after tripping.

I continued walking with them and we reached the cafeteria. Soap and Ghost said they would catch up with us later... something about promising Price they would eat with him to discuss things.

König was silent most of the time. Shy. I would guess. We got lunch and sat at an empty table.

I looked at his plate... he had a singular piece of jerky. "Is that all you're going to eat? Really?"

His eyes snapped up from his plate to me, again no expression as he picked up the piece of jerky and slid it underneath his mask. König shrugged.
"Not much of an option. I usually eat elsewhere."