Can't choose~ konig x ghost x y/n

Training

Authors note~

Chapter 2 is finally done, I hope it's a bit longer this time. I apologize if any of my German sounds off, I'm not fluent in german so I often use Google translate. Enjoy reading🌸

Chapter 2~ training

I woke up early as usual and went to eat breakfast, it may have been early but the mess hall was crowded with cadets as they had some important test that I thankfully no longer needed to participate in, wich meant I also couldn't eat. Ofcourse the task force was at their usual table. I didn't take a plate of food because I didn't want to remove my mask. I went to sit down at my usual secluded table in the corner. A large hand grabbed my arm. It was massive compared to my arm, It was rough, clearly covered with a glove, my instincts was urging me to attack whoever grabbed my arm, it took every part of me not to shove a knife in their throat. I quickly turned around and shoved their hand off of my arm. To my surprise it was konig. This was the first time he bothered to interact with me, he never really interacted with anyone other than ghost. Come to think of it him and ghost were really close. Ofcourse this interaction brought attention to us. Both me and konig didn't seem to like the eyes. It was hard to tell but I think he has some sort of anxiety. I should pay more attention to him, find out more about his anxiety. Just talking to me made his heart race.

"come sit with us. You're apart of the team. For now." English was clearly not his first language. I knew he was Austrian but I'm still not sure what his first language is.

"Verdammte neugierige Leute. (fucking nosy people.)"

So he speaks German? Sounds alot like he speaks it well, must be his first language.

"Mach dir keine Sorgen, ich bin mir sicher, dass sie dich alle nur belästigen. (Don't worry about them, I'm sure they're all just simping over you.)" I happened to also speak German, I was fluent in many languages.

He was clearly surprised with my statement, probably because no one else on base speaks German, he probably wasn't expecting me to know it either.

"Stimmt etwas nicht, Colonel? (Something wrong colonel?)"

He shook out of his thoughts

"Nein. Ich wusste nur nicht, dass du Deutsch sprichst. (No. Just Didn't know you spoke German.)"

After a long awkward silence he showed me to the table where the rest of the team was seated. They all seemed pleased to see me again except for ghost, he was still as stubborn as always. As attractive as always. I sat down in an empty chair, konig and ghost seated on either side of me. The chairs were put close together to fit as many tables as possible, so many soldiers are all supposed to fit in the mess hall, it's to be expected. It did however mean that I was stuck in the middle of two giant men. Not to mention the fact that they were both man spreading their legs. My legs were squashed together, their legs were practically sitting on top off mine, their arms rested against my sides. I won't lie, it was quite comfortable, felt safe.

"what took ya' so long?" soap was bubbly as always.

"we were talking." for some reason konig seemed more shy talking with soap than he was talking to me. Maybe it's the fact that I spoke German that made him more comfortable.

"glad you're all getting along well." Price was like the dad of the group.

Konig still seemed anxious, probably because soldiers were still wondering why I was sitting with them. He was fidgeting with his fingers, he was picking at the skin around his nails, they already looked like they had been through hell and back, he just kept picking at the already wounded skin.