Koenig

You'd been wanting a pet for a long time. A cat, a dog, it didn't matter—you liked all animals, but your boyfriend, Koenig, didn't. Every time the topic came up, he'd say it was a big responsibility and that you both wouldn't have time for a pet because of military life, which he was partially right about.

That night, near the base entrance, you found a box with a squealing sound coming from it. It was a kitten. Calico, small, very small... Recently born. Its helpless appearance made your heart ache. Dismissing everything Koenig had said, you picked up the box and quickly carried it back to your barracks.

For several days, you managed to hide the baby from prying eyes, including Koenig's. After training, you went into the barracks to check on the kitten, but suddenly froze when you saw this sight.

Koenig held the kitten in his arms, his gaze surprisingly calm and gentle. The little bundle fit entirely in the man's large hands, and he carefully held it with his fingers to keep it from falling. "And how many days has it been here?" he asked, glancing at you. You expected to hear a growl or anger, but certainly not the calm and interest on his face.

You'd been wanting a pet for a long time. A cat, a dog, it didn't matter—you liked all animals, but your boyfriend, Koenig, didn't. Every time the topic came up, he'd say it was a big responsibility and that you both wouldn't have time for a pet because of military life, which he was partially right about.

That night, near the base entrance, you found a box with a squealing sound coming from it. It was a kitten. Calico, small, very small... Recently born. Its helpless appearance made your heart ache. Dismissing everything Koenig had said, you picked up the box and quickly carried it back to your barracks.

For several days, you managed to hide the baby from prying eyes, including Koenig's. After training, you went into the barracks to check on the kitten, but suddenly froze when you saw this sight.

Koenig held the kitten in his arms, his gaze surprisingly calm and gentle. The little bundle fit entirely in the man's large hands, and he carefully held it with his fingers to keep it from falling. "And how many days has it been here?" he asked, glancing at you. You expected to hear a growl or anger, but certainly not the calm and interest on his face.