"So how's it going?"
You smiled up at König, the cuffs getting really uncomfortable against your wrists. You were ambushed and taken hostage by the other side..well they tried to take you, hostage. They were no match for the more highly-trained Austrian man.
He looked at this phone, contacting the rest of the team and grabbing the chain between your wrists.
"Are you going to take these off? They are getting so uncomfortable"
He shook his head, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. You moved your arms so they weren't trapped against you and his shoulder. You sighed and watched the gravel being kicked up by his boots.
The walk was long and boring, you felt like he didn't know where he was taking you. It was so boring watching the terrain change from gravel to grass to sand and back to the soft grass.
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"Hey König"
"What?"
"Wanna hear a campfire song?"
"No."
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He set you down with the rest of the group, grabbed the bolt cutters, and snapped the cuffs off of you.
"Is that better?"
He didn't wait for your answer, going to help the rest of the group set up the tents. It was getting dark so they were all in a rush to get them set up. You grabbed König's backpack and shuffled through it, taking out one of his MREs. Of course, it was one of the good ones, you got up and walked over to where the man was hammering in tent stakes.
"König, can I have this?"
You held up the MRE, Meal 21. He looked over at you and nodded, not really taking notice of what you held in your hand. You smiled and went back to your spot in the middle of the camp, opening the package and digging into the food that was in the bag. You scooted over to one of the younger recruits. holding out your powdered beverage for them. They looked over at you and at the little package.
"Oh, thanks."
He took the package and grabbed his canteen, pouring water into a separate cup and the powder into it.
Both of you chatted together for a while, sharing food, joke, stories, and whatnot. It was so nice having someone who actually shared their past with you. You were always with König who didn't talk much about his life before joining the armed forces. Whenever you asked he just shut you down with an I don't wanna talk about it. Eventually, you stopped asking, you didn't really need to know but you wanted to.
"I hope we could be paired up one day, I would love to talk more but I want to go to bed."
He stood up and waved at you, patting your back and walking away to the back of the camp. There were so many smaller tents, singles, double, and larger tents.
You walked around, looking for that one tall hooded man. You were tired and wanted to go to sleep, you didn't know where you were going to sleep tonight so you needed to find him. You followed the sound of loud german talking. Of course...it was so obvious he would be in there, he might not be talking but he sure as hell would be in there. You peeked into the larger tent, a bunch of people gathered around a table playing cards. One stood out among the rest, a tall silhouette standing behind them just watching them play cards.
You scurried over to him and pulled at his sleeve to get his attention. He glanced down at you, taking your hand in his and walking out of the tent. He was a bit annoyed that you just walked into a men's only tent.
"What?"
"I'm tired, when are we going to sleep?"
He sighed and grabbed his backpack from the middle of the camp, walking along the edge of the camp to the smaller single tents.
Everyone knew you two had something going on but they could never get either of you to confirm it. You wished you could get a solid answer from him, get him to tell you if you both were official or not. You just guessed he didn't want a serious relationship to get in with his work.
He opened up the tent and crawled in, scooting to one side. He had already set up the sleeping bags for the both of you.
"Going to stand there or are you going to sleep?"
"Alright alright, sorry just staring at you"
You giggled and got in with him, buttoning up the tent so it was closed. You moved your sleeping bag closer to him, taking off your boots and your bulky shirt and pants, leaving yourself in your undergarment. It might have been an excuse to show off your body to him but who knows? It was musty in there so the less clothing the more comfortable it was.
You watched as he fumbled with his belt, you wanted to watch him take it off but you knew that shit would make him very uncomfortable.
"It's fine, I don't mind. It's just you"
He took off his uniform and placed it with yours, his arm reaching over you. You grabbed his bicep, looking into his eyes as you squeezed it. He yanked his arm away, slapping the back of your hand.
"Perv."
"Hey! How am I a perv?"
"You squeezing my arm like that"
You laughed and scooted closer, getting out of the sleeping bag and moving closer to him. He groaned and looked away from you.
"Shit girl, the things you do to me, sweetie. Get out of here"
He pushed you away, getting into his sleeping bag with his back turned toward you. You rolled your eyes and placed your legs on his hip, laying all the way back.
"I never got to sing that camp fire song to you."
"(Y/N)..."
"My dog jelly likes to roam.
My dog jelly left his home.
He came back so squeaky clean.
Where oh where has jelly been!
Jelly been
Jelly been
where oh where has jelly bean!"
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"Geh ins Bett. For the love of god."
