Call of Duty one shots

☆König☆: More Than A Friend

König threw open the door angrily, sighing in frustration as he stepped through the threshold and slammed the door shut behind him. It startled him from how aggressive he had been, but he had an awful day and wanted nothing more than to be alone with his best friend. Soap, Gaz, Rudy, Alejandro, and Price all jumped, turning around to look at him. Ghost, of course, being the only one not scared, stared at König in annoyance. König brushed it off, all he wanted was his best friend, in more ways than one.

"Whoops. Sorry." He chuckled nervously before scooting down the hall, and into his dorm. He gathered his things, took a shower hoping it would relax him a little.

As the hot water hit him, he thought about what he should wear for her. Whenever she wasn't wearing her uniform, she was wearing comfortable baggy clothes which hid her perfect curves that called his name every time he looked at her.

Deciding that he would dress comfortable for her, he picked out an outfit. Before getting into the shower, he left his sniper hood on his bed.

"She said she liked my eyes the other day." He smiled as he looked down it, debating whether he should wear it."If I don't wear this...maybe she'll want more than a friendship?"

Kylie had seen him once before without the sniper hood after he came home bloodied from one of his missions.

She had been the one to patch him up after fussing over him beforehand. And she wasn't one that fought out in the field often, she held true to her role as the medic, the one everyone loved. The one he loved. He adored her, every move she made, every word she spoke, he was focused on it. König's eyes never left Kylie's body, and if they did it wasn't for long.

He stared at himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair. Kylie had told him once that he should let her play with his hair sometimes because it looked soft and fluffy to her.

"Fuck it." He sighed, ignoring his sniper hood and walking out of his dorm, and back to the common room. König wanted nothing more than to be beside the only woman in the world that brought him comfort. He felt no need to overcomplicate things if he wanted them to go smoothly.

"Where is Kylie?" He asks, looking around the room, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his hoodie.

"Up on the roof." Price answered, noticing something was up due to how fast König had spoken to him. König was an anxious speed talker, but when he was excited his speech pattern fastened.

"Thank you, Captain." König dipped his head, and after a short walk he was on the roof himself, looking around until he saw her sitting on a blanket, with a bottle of German Vodka sitting next to her.

"Hello, Kylie." He sighed as he sat down next to her, watching her lean back on one hand and the other resting on her stomach.

"Hi, König." Judging by how she looked at him, he assumed she was already two shots in. He had some catching up to do. He paused when she said his name, her bright green eyes were damn near shining in the moonlight.

"Bitte, you're fucking killing me." He groaned in his head, wanting only her and nothing more.

"How was your day, princess?" He asks, pouring himself a shot from the shot glass she handed him. As she started to talk, he downed the shot and handed it back to her.

"Hectic and busy." She chuckled, pouring herself a shot into the same glass. Kylie's eyes flickered up to his, "How was yours?"

"Shitty." He grumbled, moving closer to her.

"Well then...maybe it's time we change that?" She tilted her head back as she took the shot, and handed the glass to him. She leaned into his arm, laying her head down on his shoulder.