Keegan x König

Chapter 6

Yall will like this cause it isn't as subtle as before lol

Keegan pov:

I'm doing some workouts, my gear in a pile on the ground in a corner, so I'm in only a tank top, my mask, and my pants.

My breathing is hard as I continue doing push-ups, counting in my head.

11... 12... 13...

I take a short break at 20, then continuing, trying to get to 50.

I start grunting a little as it gets harder and harder to push myself back up.

Konig pov:

I'm walking down the hall to go visit Keegan to try and get some information out of him.

I keep thinking of his eyes, not only that, but what he would look like under his mask.

I continue walking down the hall, my mind wandering from thought to thought.

Eventually, I reach his cell door. I pause for a moment, trying to listen for anything he's doing.

I hear some grunts and heavy breathing from behind the door.

Scheiße, if only he could sound like that because of me...

That did not just pop into my head. Especially not now.

Oh but it did, and we'll get what we want eventually.

I hate my intrusive thoughts.

I open the door to the cell and I walk in. I see Keegan on the ground doing push-ups, wearing only a tank top.

Oh. My. God. This man was fine.

His muscles were toned, and his skin was a slight tan. You could see them move every time he did a rep.

He's wearing black cargos pants, a black ribbed tank top, and of course, his mask.

I stare for a bit, unable to take my eyes away. Thank goodness for my mask, otherwise I'd be blushing like crazy.

I hear him grunting and panting, the sounds making me go actually insane.

All of a sudden he stops doing push-ups and turns to look at me.

"Whatcha looking at?" He asks, smirking a bit from under his mask.

I clear my throat "Nothing. I came here because I need you to talk."

"Is that so, hmm?" He says, sitting up.

Even his voice sounds amazing. He's all out of breath from his work-out and it sounds even better.

"I'm going to ask you nicely first. If that fails, I'll have to take more extreme measures." I say, crossing my arms.

"I appreciate the gesture, but I'm not saying anything." He says, sitting on the chair, leaning back.

I go over to him, grabbing the arms of the chair, getting close to his face. "I'm trying to do this the nice way, my friend Horangi isn't as forgiving."

He pauses for a moment, studying my eyes, looking back and forth between them as he's leaned back in the chair.

"This is the nice way?" Keegan asks, looking at where my lips would be if my mask wasn't there.

Without warning I grab his throat, staring him down.

"Don't, do this." I say, staring him down

...

"Where are you from? You have a pretty accent." He says, smiling a little.

"...Germany." I say, a little confused.

He nods, looking down at my arm holding his neck, then back at me.

I let go, stepping back.

He looks amazing sitting like that, leaned back with his arms by his side.

I get a sudden, absolutely stupid idea. But naturally, I go with it.

I swear I'm bipolar or something.

I leave the cell, shutting the door and walking back to the control room to find Horangi.

After a bit, I reach the control room, opening the door.

Horangi turns around, a bit confused as to why I'm back.

"Why are you here early? Did he crack?"

"No but I have an idea." I say, a bit out of breath as I tried to get there quickly.

"If you think it can get information out of him, then go for it." Horangi says.

I nod, then step out of the room quickly. I grab a pair of handcuffs from the armory.

I really hope this works, Jesus, what am I doing?

I ignore all the bad warnings my mind is giving me, walking to not Keegan's cell, but to a different one. It's more of a room, but not fancy.

I check to see if it's suitable for my needs, then I head back to Keegan's cell with the handcuffs.

I unlock the door and I open it.

Keegan's still sitting in the chair, his breathing more normal now.

He looks up at me, his blue eyes sparkling in the light.

"What now?" He asks, staring into my soul.

"Follow me." I say, putting the pair of handcuffs on him.

"If I must." Keegan says, trailing behind me, not having a clue about what's about to happen.

GUYS TRUST THE PROCESS NEXT ONE IS MUAH

I'm releasing both at the same time so yall don't have to wait