Kruger

"Could you help me?" a voice was heard behind you, quiet and muffled. Turning around, you saw Kruger, he was, as always, in uniform and with a cape on his head. Your friendship began a long time ago, even from the beginning of your service and Kruger was your mentor. Over time, you became best friends and understood each other without words. When the man explained that he needed help with the documents, you agreed, he took you to his office and closed the door behind you, starting to point at the papers, etc. You sat like that until late at night until you fell asleep at his desk and woke up in the morning. You realized that you were lying on the bed in his room in the barracks and he, on the floor next to you. He was sitting on his knees, folding his hands on the edge of the bed and laying his head on top of them. His cape was a little crumpled under his cheek but still covered his head and face. You quietly left his room, not wanting to wake him.

a couple of days have passed since Kruger came into your room with a beautiful bouquet and handed it to you. "thanks for the help a couple of days ago, thanks." he stood in front of you slightly embarrassed, you felt it. A moment later he handed you your favorite chocolate bar and added. "that too." it was not the first time you saw him so caring, but today it was as if something was new for both you and him. will you take the bouquet and chocolate or reject him?