A Queen fit for a King - (König X Black Reader)

Lovesick (Ch.26)

3rd POV:

A peaceful morning was spread around the CIA campsite. As Laswell and the other government were discussing the protocol, you finally caught some shut-eye…well at least you try to. Who said camping was ever fun? The weather feels gross and humid, the bugs see you as a walking buffet course for their whole family, and the worst part of all…no internet. You don’t remember the last time you listened to music or watched a Coryxkenshin gameplay. 

There wasn’t time for any of that, not when you’re so close to taking down the last of your family’s killers. From what you could remember, six Wolves raided your home and attacked you and your family. Four of them must have been rookies because they hid their faces nor did they make sure fingerprints were not left behind. You already tracked them down and killed them months ago; they didn’t even put up much of a fight. Then there was Leonid, who was already taken care of last night; just one more bastard to take down but you still don’t know his fucking identity, the tattooed man. 

When you check the wolves' bodies, you search all their arms for a wolf tattoo but none of them had one. This must mean that the fucker has a higher position than the wolves. As soon as he’s dead, Laswell and the others can take care of the Wolf Spider, all your focus right now is finishing what you’ve started. Yes, your family may not be proud of the person you’ve become but it’s not like they’re alive to say anything, you’re doing this for them and your own sake.

After a few minutes of tossing and turning in your sleeping bag, you realize sleep wasn't an option. It was best to see how the day was anyway. You stretched your joints, wincing at the wounds from the casino. Nothing a little painkiller can't fix, but it's best to freshen up a bit before heading over to the doctor's tent. 

You were about to take off your top when you heard a sudden voice.

"Uh, I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to walk in on you!" Your eyes snapped to see Konig, wearing his mask again and looking away from your direction. You quickly brought your top back down, equally embarrassed by the situation.

"uh, I promise I didn't see much…"  He muttered as he handed over a plate of food "I just wanted to bring you breakfast." 

How can a 6'10 dork like him be so cute? Your face heats up as you walk over and grab the plate.

"It's okay and thank you, but you're more injured than I am, someone should be catering to you." you said, urging him to finally look at you.

"It's not a big deal really." Konig's throat went dry, still ashamed for walking in on you. "Besides, I've had worse wounds in past battles."

"Hm, didn't think you would be the type to brag."

"I'm not bragging but would you like to hear some stories?" He glanced at you with narrow eyes, wondering if you were interested. You felt that same tingling sensation from last night as Konig gave you that look.

"Well, I'm sure they're more entertaining than having no wifi signal." 

You and Konig sat down across each other as he began to tell his tales. Soon morning became afternoon, and the sight of a vehicle approaching caught everyone's attention. Laswell walked up to the truck as Price stepped out of it. Konig looked slightly frightened. Shit, he forgot that he hung up on him in the casino.

The captain walked up to Konig with a disappointed look and arms crossed. 

"Mind explaining why you disobeyed me last night?" he whispered in a firm voice. The Austrian gulped in fear before finally facing the music and stating his reason.