Kenny x reader (Kenny x Traute = Kraute) Valentines Day

Valentines Day

These past days weren't as busy as previously, which makes me wonder on what is going on. It is unusual for my boss to vanish like that and leave his team alone for several days by now. Something is going on and it isn't a tiny thing. Actually the whole city is buzzing and it feels like, as people would say, that love is in the air. Yes I don't feel comfortable with it. All these couples are running around like crazy and there is an increase of flowers and chocolates that are being sold. I wonder why. No matter which scenario I play in my head, there is none which includes flowers and chocolate. I am not that fond of chocolate anyway.
    Oh yes I had the pleasure to taste it. It is a very rare good we got, but working in the inner wall got his Pleasantries to it. It's not that I need them or anything, but I don't mind it. We are well fed, well trained, can sleep in good beds. All in all we can tend very well to our bodies so we can fight even better and take out every threat against our system and the king. That is our purpose, that is what our captain fights for. A long time ago I decided to follow him without questioning him and that I do, still. Yes we killed many, we handed many people over to the first brigade. It is an awful job to do, but still better than dying outside of the walls or being bags of slacking old asses.
    However, I am stuck here surrounded by my comrades, who take the time to rest their tired bodies. Some play cards, other are writing letters. Hm strange I have never seen anyone writing a letter. These days are so strange. How I wish Kenny would be back. I could have one of these long crazy conversations with him. He might seem like a total dumbass, loud, with a foul mouth and talking bullshit all the time, but there is more to him. We all were luckily to see it in him and support him in every way we can. Before he left he behaved strange, more than he usually does. It was almost as if he was kind of shy? I am not sure. I am not used to see this kind. It felt more like a teenage boy trying to hit on his hot classmate.
    I am not hot at all and I am no 14 year old girl. So why does he feel like behaving like this? We have shared a bed together, a tent, well even just the ground. Ah no I am not talking about.. You know... Adult interaction. I really mean we slept side by side. We don't share romantic feelings towards one another, at least I don't think so. I cherish him, I kind of love him, I think, but he is my captain and I have sworn my life to our cause and there is simply no space for stupid feelings like love.

    It's been three days now and he just arrived back here. I was so happy, that I didn't even realized that he just went to his room and locked himself up. Like well hello there captain?? Ah I don't understand it. I was so happy just now and what am I now? Yes I am fucking angry. Why am I so angry, that he locked himself up?? It's not the first time he did that, but... Ah I will just forget it. It's his home here as well and he is free to do whatever he wants. I don't understand why I was expecting him to engage with me right away. Why should he anyway? We are not a couple are we?
    "T-Traute.. Erhm... I need to talk to you. Come here right now." Ah! I actually jumped in my chair by hearing his voice. This smokey, ragged old voice of his, that I envy so much whenever I hear it. It sends shivers down your spine and if he is mad at you, you either piss your pants right away or you run. Luckily he was never angry with me. Why would he? I am a loyal subordinate. I wonder why he is calling for me.
     Ah his room. It smells like him, manly with the smell of his cigarette lingering there, a bit of woody smell as well I would say, gunpowder ah yes his gunpowder. Whenever I smell it I think about him, but there is something way different in here than before. He had actually lit some candles, there is a big bouquet of red roses placed on his bed right next to him. He doesn't wars his hat and his hair is combed back. He looks like a gentleman I have to admit, but also a little bit out of place. I sit down next to him just like he mentioned me to do, but we both remain silent for some time.

    "I... Uhm... Shit...", ah he runs his hand through his hair. Is he troubled? I can't understand any word he mumbles under his breath. That is so annoying.
     "Sir, just tell me whatever it is you want to tell me. This is not like you. " I am slightly annoyed right now. He behaves so strange and it makes me feel uncomfortable. Oh God the way he looks right now is just... I don't even know how to say it, but it makes my heart flutter. What in the world is going on? Why am I feeling so nervous all of a sudden.
    "Traute... I... It's well... Here." Huh? What is this. He shoves a little package into my hands and looks away. Is that a blush in his face? I have to chuckle a bit, because his package looks clearly like him. He tried to make it look neat and carefully wrapped up, but he clearly failed. How cute. The little bow on top is all asymmetrical and it shows that he tried many times and gave up at this point. And the wrapping. Oh man I really need to keep myself from laughing out loud. It was an old paper? Is that an article about a recent murder case? My cheeks feel so hot all of a sudden. OK enough let's unwrap it.
    "Sir did you made these?" Unbelievable inside of this package is chocolate, but not just one you simply buy in a store, no this looks selfmade. I stare with my mouth open at him and only see him nod without looking at me.
    "I... Thank you, but why? I don't understand."
    "Just throw them away if you don't want them, but I well... There is this day I heard of called velentines day and you give the one you l... Lo.... Like chocolate or flowers or whatever. I hate this day, but... Uhm... Ah shit I'm not good with this... " He looks as flustered as I feel when he runs his hand through his hair stuttering like this. It hits me hard with realizing what he is trying so desperate to tell me. He... He loves me? really? The man I dedicate my life to actually got feelings for me? I don't even know what to say, but my body moves on his own and I wrap my arms around him and kiss him on his cheek. I am awfully happy that he feels like this.
  
    We didn't talked anymore that night, but we didn't left his room either, but boy were we both awkward for a long time around each other. Like some teens declaring that they like each other, but I am so happy we did. He may be badmouthed and silly at times as he is, but he is a very kind and caring man and I am so glad that he stepped into my life.