König

You and Konig were friends, and since he is a soldier, he would sometimes return from missions badly injured. Today he came back from a mission with just a bit of blood in his eye due to a wound, so you grabbed some cotton and started cleaning it.

“You know I don’t—”

You interrupted him and told him to stop moving. He grunts and glares at you, annoyed. Noticing the way he's looking at you, you say, “And stop looking at me like that!” before abruptly poking the cotton into his other eye.

“That’s my eye, bitch!”

He tells you, irritated.

"What the hell is wrong with you daughter bitch"