~The Bullet Hole's Kiss~ ( König x Male Reader )

bonus chapter : König's revenge

1 year after Bullet's death, in König's point of vue

I finally got the call I wanted, the one I have been waiting for. It has been a year, a whole year since he was gone, and yet I could still hear his giggles, feel his anxiety and relate to him.

It has been a year since I lost my best friend, the one and only. The only real friend I ever had, the only one that wouldn't judge me, and still care for me after missions.

I have been alone for a year, I couldn't make friends. They say that if you can't make friends, then you wait for people to be your friends. Well it was real for a short time, but it never happened every since then.

I still had to wait alone before a mission, without having someone to make flower crowns with, without someone sleeping on my thighs, without someone laying on my side.

Why did he leave ? Why did he cry before getting shot ? Though, why didn't he cried more before ? He lost his mother, his brother, Shay, Sangy, Mehmet. Why did Watch had to live ? Why did Sangy die ? How did Shay died as well ? Why was he so unlucky ?

Nothing can convince me that he had a happy life, but I still hope though that I made it slightly better. I loved having him by my side, I hope he loved having me as well.

I thought about quitting, seeing no use of continuing the military life. But then, I wouldn't be hurt if I didn't know anybody. So that's what I did, I stayed alone.

"The one you know can hurt you the most" followed by "they hurt me by dying yes, but it was nice knowing them" never seemed so true.

And I only lost one friend. He lost three, and two family members. How could he keep living with it ?

He was so strong, I wish I had the same strength.

It was the last door before I met him again, and for the last time. I was standing in front of it, my anxiety rising up. What if I miss ? I only have one bullet.

One bullet.

One Bullet.

I shakily sighed, opened the door, turned on the lights. And there he was, that fucker. The so called Lieutenant Watch, tied up on a chair unable to move.

I approached him, the only thing breaking the silence being the sound of my boots hitting the floor.

I got my gun out, and pointed it to his head, remembering I shouldn't miss since I only had one bullet.

"Any last words ?"

"Were you in love with him ?"

I froze, why would he ask that ?

"Maybe yes, perhaps no."

I shot, the sound echoing in my ears.

Was I ?