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im on my König brainrot atm. What if a reader half a head smaller then König took him down? Like reader got into a bet with someone to spare with König and to get him to the ground and winning. How would König feel knowing the reader can take him down?
Hello @spookybreadbluebird !!!
I enjoyed this one a lot! It was very, different to write for me, especially the mini-fight scene...
But I do hope you enjoy it!
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Y/n couldn't help but be pissed when he found himself on the sparring mat and König in front of him, looking away shyly but Y/n knew better than to underestimate his opponents.
König might have had the advantage with his size slightly, considering Y/n stood at 6'5, but it didn't matter when it came down to pure skill.
Sometimes he wondered why he ever let Soap convince him into a damn bet that was pointless at all...
It was a slow day in the 141 base when Soap had walked into his office, sweaty and tired as he sat down in some random chair. The man had just came from a training session as he took his time to regain his breathing before looking up to Y/n.
"That König, he sure is something... Feels like he was hitting me with bricks. I doubt anyone else can beat him aside from Ghost..."
Y/n let out a simple hum as he continued to work on his paperwork in front of him. The Sergeant’s face fell slightly before leaning back onto the chair more.
Y/n failed to notice the smirk on the Scottish man's face as he conjured up an idea.
"You know Y/n, I think König can even beat you too... Hell, I don't even think you could put him down if you tried."
Y/n fingers stopped dancing over the keyboard as he pushed himself away from his desk.
He sent a stern glare Soap's way, watching the man flinch in the process.
"You think I can't take down König, Sergeant?" he questioned, voice low and sinister.
"I bet you can't, sir," Soap responded looking him dead in the eyes.
"Just watch and learn," and with that Y/n got up and walked towards his door before making his way towards the sparring mats. Soap followed from behind like a lost puppy, grinning from ear to ear as he was eager to see what would be the outcome.
And now here Y/n was, facing König when he could have been finishing that paperwork that he needed to turn into Price later on.
Well, he was here now and to backing out would make him look weak, and Lieutenant Y/n had no intentions on doing so.
He took a deep breath before relaxing and finding himself into his main fighting stance, staring daggers into the Austrian's eyes.
He didn't say anything as some shouted "Go" from beside him and he was off.
König was quick to react to Y/n's right hook towards his jaw, dodging his head to the left slightly, thinking he was out of harms way.
Big mistake.
Y/n aimed a well-placed knee towards the Austrian's abdomen, knocking the wind out of the man before taking advantage of the small time to grab König's arms and throw the man's full weight over his head on the ground. From there, he put the man in an arm lock and pulled with enough force to not break it, but bask in the painful cries that feel from his lips.
Soon enough, König tapped and as Y/n let go of him.
Y/n looked back at König, watching the man sit there in shock at the loss, eyes wide underneath the sniper hood.
Y/n offered him a hand, watching the Austrian take it and pulled him into a standing position.
"How?" König asked in a small voice.
"You have a lot of openings in your form," Y/n explained, "And you're surprised easily."
König looked at Y/n in awe as he took in the words.
"I have work to do now," Y/n turned on his heel as he made his way back to his office.
Soap sat there gawking, guess he owned the Lieutenant something now.
König P.O.V.
He couldn't believe it.
Y/n made it look so easy.
So effortless.
So simple when he took him down.
He could only watch as the man carried himself back to his office like he didn't just kick someone ass with ease.
He said he was easy fo read... Was he really?
Was he that much of an open book?
After all his years of fighting, he had never been taken down so quickly.
Hell, if this were a real fight, he would have been death.
He could only stare at where the Lieutenant used to be in silence.
Perhaps, if he was lucky, he could learn a think or two from the man.
The next day, he found himself in front of Y/n's office, taking a deep breath before going in.
"Lieutenant Y/n."
"König, you need something?"
"Sir, after yesterday...would you," he hesitated, " would you be willing to train me?"
Y/n let out a low chuckle as he eyed him up and down.
"You sure you want this?"
He froze in place before grounding himself.
"Sir, I need this..."
Y/n sent him a smile.
"Sparring mats tonight, don't be late."
König stared before saluting him.
"Of course, sir."
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Hey! I'm the one who requested for the 7'3 male reader with a huge dog! And I want to say that was good thank you for doing it! :D
So I'd like to request again.....if you don't mind :D
So I was thinking of male reader that's the same height as köng and doesn't really sleep like he can sleep for an hour and survive a few days without sleeping since he's been in a unit where you have to wake up really early
And male reader having a pet bird (your choice) that just goes into his shirt and cuddle up between his big man boobs when he's cooking or taking his few hour nap if he ever feels tired.
Just a scenario or Headcanons your choice :)
But thank you again for doing my request hope you have a wonderful day!
You are very welcome and thank you for the request!
Since you didn't really specify if König and Male Reader were in a relationship, I kinda just wrote this from König's perspective and him watching this all go down lol
It was surprising for König to see another man that was equal to him in height and size considering he was a mountain of a man himself
Only thing was, Y/n was the type of guy who didn't need much sleep, like another man he knew, and lurked around the base late at night, along with an ungodly silence that shouldn't even be humanly possible
If the Austrian did catch the man sleeping, if would be roughly for an hour or even less than that
Hell, König remembered when Y/n decided to take watch for them one night and while he slept soundly like a normal person, Y/n was wide awake each night, hardly looking drained each morning as well
Honestly where the hell did this man get his energy from?
König had no idea...
He couldn't help but ask Y/n, which he thankfully obliged
He explained how his old unit, (you can name them), were early risers
They didn't need much sleep to function in the field
Plus, most of their operations involved staying awake for long periods of time until the mission was complete
So for Y/n, being up late was natural to him
König could only look at the man in bewilderment as he could only imagine how someone could stay up so long and not go insane
Before he could ask, he took notice of the raven that was always around him
Y/n called it P/n and König was in awe at how comfortable it had become with him
P/n was around Y/n all the time no matter where he was in base
If he was cooking, the raven was cuddled up near his chest, or sometimes rest on his shoulder while peering down at the food
Sometimes König thought they were having their own little conversations about something and couldn't help but laugh if he caught Y/n and raven arguing too
If they had just gotten back from a mission, Y/n would tend to P/n first to make sure it didn't have any injuries then himself after
König could only coo everytime he saw you two
He hoped Y/n would soon trust him enough to let him near P/n and maybe even himself, but only time would tell between you two...
So, he continued to watch you both from afar
Comfortable with what he had with you now
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