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Konig woke up to the sound of rain hitting the window, it wasn't as peaceful as people describe it or even show it in movies, he just kinda wishes he was in the 1-4-1 department instead so he wouldn't have to be that separated from his two boyfriends, he huffs out a breath while shivering, he hated being cold but there was nothing he could do about it, which he hated even more.
He stood up and grabbed his mask while looking at the clock on his nightstand, stating 5;37 in the morning, everybody has to get up at 8;30 everyday, so he had to be careful to not wake anyone up.
Putting on the mask after looking at the time and putting on some random ass shoes he found laying around he puts on a hoodie and walks out his bedroom door.
The hallway was cold, empty, and pitch dark with only the smallest light being from the hall to the left of him, which led to the cafeteria, combat training, and the gym, which Konig had prayed there being not a soul left there, he did not want to talk to anyone with the mode he's in. (And maybe his social anxiety…)
Tip-toeing he hears two males walking his way, definitely not from the Kortac department as well; the hallway he's in is his department's hallway of dorms.
“You're annoying,” One states, the voice being cold and tamed down, the other chuckles out, “Shut up, Ghost. You love me” Ghost… Ghost? Oh, its Ghost and Soap MacTavish!
He walks out the hallway and stands there for a minute, “H-Hi!” He whisper shouts in excitement, they both smile, Ghost even smirks a bit, as is own mask was off, Soap waves.
Konig waves back still shaking but was able to hide it nonetheless and walks towards the two, “Can I ask, what are you two doing out here?” He asks, seeing that both of his boyfriends' hair was wet, with a towel draped around their necks.
“We did some combat training and realized that it was raining, we knew ya’ might have been cold’.” Soap exclaims happily, Ghost nods with agreement.
Konig stills, standing there with shaking knees as he smiles, his teeth showing from doing so, it's not Konig’s thing to smile with teeth, and although you couldn't see it through the mask, it was visible with his cheeks making small wrinkles that showed through the holes of the mask.
“I-I’m cold all the time, so you know… It wouldn’t have mattered...” Konig replied with a shrug, scratching the back of his head, his cheeks flushed red from his boyfriends being so kind.
Soaps and Ghosts eyes squint softly, confused at the statement, now, not the “I’m cold all the time” part, but the fact Konig really thought they wouldn't come and help him deal with his coldness during these gross mornings?
After a second, Ghost smiles, shaking his head, “Well. Were already here, ey?” Ghost told Konig, his deep British accent catching on with each word, Ghost interlocks his hand with Soaps, making a “come here” signal with his free hand to Konig, “So, c’mon. We're cuddling you in ur dorm, love.” Ghost nods his head behind Konig, showing the dark and long hallway.
Not really a use to even try to get out of this… And I'm freezing, might as well, right?
Konig thought to himself, his knees almost bulking downwards from the pure coldness of the hall, and just his body in general, Konig happily allowed the pair behind him to step forward so there all in a line, Konig grasped Ghost's hand, not wanting to hurt him.
That was the first part of the relationship, was the fact that Konig was too scared to even touch the pair, he was so scared to the point he had panic attacks if Konig just thought they had a bad reaction from the simplest touch he gave. Example: The first day Konig was courageous and hopeful to hold hands with the pair (which it had been set two full weeks of Ghost and Soap praising and touching him softly, like his face, and taking baby steps like Ghost and Soap touching their fingers on Konigs hands, like his palm, the back of his hand and roaming there fingers around.)
Konig stood up, taking a gulp and holding their hands… Even though it was mainly Soap and Ghost holding his hands, they didn't mind, it felt good, but soon after, when Konig clenched his hands in shock from Horangi scaring the three when they walked out of the gym, Konig had so many kisses planted on his face, and he was never praised more than that day from a meer panic attack because he thought he hurt Soap and Ghost.
Cuddling took two years instead of two weeks - heh, kidding, it was actually four months of dating that Konig allowed himself to be that vulnerable with the pair, it was at first, Soap and Ghost laying on him as Konig laid back, he didn't have to touch anyone, but feel the touch, and then a few weeks after, he rested his head on Soap and Ghosts body parts, like there thighs when they worked, then there necks, and lastly was there chests.
As Konig opened the door, the handle went down and made a “click!” noise as he opened the door, allowing his boyfriends to enter first outta respect, Ghosts sits on Konigs desk chair, Soap immediately making himself comfortable and laying flat over the large ass bed.
“Outta everyone, you got the biggest room.” Soap comments in a meer whisper, afterwards humming a lullaby to himself, his eyes closed and his hands behind his head, smiling happily and enjoying the smell of his boyfriends room, which yes, was weird at first, but Soaps name and him actually enjoying the smell of fragrances, deodorant and soap that Ghost and Konig washed themselves, it honestly made sense for Soap to like soap…
Konig smiles at the comment, it was true, he was a tall and bigger man, weighing around 350 ibs and 6’10, most being muscle, but still a bit of small stomach fat, that Ghost enjoyed a little too much for his own good, but still, he was still ever so cold? It was confusing, like very confusing. Konig had still been standing near the door, he glanced at his palms, everywhere was shaking, even his eyes were shaking too. He sighed, leaning his head back onto the door
“A big guy needs his space, ey?” Ghost shrugs off with a warm smile, his blue eyes scanning over the room. Both males saw the commotion of Konig just being frozen. Ghost gets up and lightly pushes Soap over, hard, but still in a teasing way, they chuckle and get themselves sitting up right, Konig, who couldn't see right, only hears one of both males snapping their fingers, like an owner calling for there dog without saying anyone, Konig nods, sweat trickling down his temples, but not hot sweat, a cold and panicky sweat.
Konig takes a few steps, crawling from the foot of the bed, up to Ghost, was it intentional, no, but Konig recognizes the thighs his head lays on immediately, not much of a difference between his boyfriends thighs, but it's there, Ghost likes loser fitting jeans, there always from the same brand (as its cheap as fuck) and the same type of texture you cant explain, but it feels nice, not uncomfortable.
Soap has just-right-fitting-jeans, different colours to, well, there honestly just different sets of blue, but who would wear pink jeans to war? Actually- nevermind, Soap would probably do that…
Konig lays his arms around Ghosts waist, trying his best to get comfortable as he whines, the pain setting in as he feels the coldness go into his lungs as he breathes in and out from his mouth, trying to loosen the panic, but the cold air filling his lungs just makes it so much worse.
Truthfully, there is nothing nobody can do. Konig realised he was more cold in the inside, rather than his body being cold outside, it was hard to explain for Konig, who didn’t do all that much with words but spoke some German, not even necessarily English.
But really, it was like to say his organs, lungs, bones and pure blood was just cold, similar to a sea turtle, they were nice and not meant to endanger humans, obviously still can, but a nice animal whose cold all the time.
That was Konig. A cold blooded animal.
Konig hadn’t realised when he fell asleep, well who can? But that doesn’t matter, lots of people can remember a few moments before they actually did fall asleep. Konig remembered how a fuzzy and hot blanket was put below Konig, Konigs head only peaking through the blanket as the three all cuddled and gripped onto Ghost warmly, Ghost having two hands, he had one hand on Konigs back, tickling up and down. The other arm rested around Soap’s shoulder, the hand relaxed onto Soap's arm, Ghost’s fingers soothing the warm skin. Konig felt two sets of hands, helping each other to take off Konigs mask, Konigs fluffy, dirty blond hair covering his eyes, his boyfriends chuckled, wiping the hair away from his face so he can breathe, Konig felt warm lips press against his face, Konig smiled before snuggling more deeper into Ghosts lap with Soap’s hand playing with his hair, Konig now shy and embarrassed from the loving attention.
“We love you.” Ghost promised.
“Love you more, Konig.” Soap smirked, his eyes closed, knowing Konigs boyfriends, they loved bickering who loved Konig more - there was never an end to it, it could last for hours.
Ghost glared at Soap who was under him, “No. I love Konig way more.”
“Nu-uh!”
“Yes-uh!”
The two went on and on, before he knew it, he falled asleep under their warm touch, the two whisper bickering at such an early time, Konig knew this would last all day, but he didn’t mind all that much.
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