Konig and Ghost. ⭐️

After a long day of meetings—talking about everything and nothing, laughing until we cried, and even helping them fix some things at the base—fatigue set in. The three of them decided to lie down together on the large bed in the break room, me in the middle, snuggled between Ghost and König.

I've been her friend for a long time, and her tenderness towards me has always charmed me; although they didn't know it, they also held something more in their hearts, drawn by how she always treated them with such affection and warmth.

As I prepared for bed, I turned to face König first. Carefully, I placed a soft kiss on his cheek, right where his balaclava ended. I could swear I felt his skin warm up immediately, and though I couldn't see it, I knew he was blushing to the roots of his hair.

Then I turned to Ghost, who kept his eyes fixed on me. I gave him the same kiss on the cheek, and although his skull mask covered most of his face, I noticed his shoulders tense for a moment and his eyes widen slightly before relaxing again—I was sure that beneath that fabric, his face was just as red as König's.

With a peaceful smile, I settled between them, feeling them both gently stroke my head before closing their eyes as well. In that warm silence, each of them kept their own little secret, as sleep enveloped all three of them.