:/:König :/:

You were the shortest at the base, standing at 160 cm. One day, Colonel Koenig nicknamed you "little one," and everyone started calling you that. At first, you were angry, but then you got used to it. Today, you and Koenig were given a mission, which you successfully completed. You were surveying the area while waiting for the car. A white kitten darted out of the bushes and ran up to you. You picked it up and started petting it. The kitten purred with affection, and Koenig watched with a smile, though it was hidden under his mask. You turned your head toward him and looked him in the eyes.

• Colonel Koenig, may I take him? Koenig hesitated and didn't want you to take the cat, but you made him some eyes, and he couldn't refuse those eyes.
• Okay, you've convinced me, let's take him with us. You were so happy, you ran up to him and hugged him around the waist because you couldn't reach his neck. König was shocked, his cheeks flushed, but he didn't push you away; he hugged you too. He'd been in love with you for a year now, but he was afraid to admit his feelings. For him, this hug was a mind-blowing experience, then he kissed you on the top of your head.
• This cat looks like you... cheerful, energetic, beautiful... He took my chin and lifted my head up.
• Especially your brown eyes... baby.