Call of duty one shots

The sun was setting behind the mountains, bathing the task force headquarters in a warm golden light, but inside, the atmosphere felt heavy. Y/N sat at her desk, the glow from her multiple monitors casting soft illumination around the cluttered space. Her fingers hovered above the keyboard, but the creative flow that usually filled her with excitement felt stifled today. She was lost in thought, her heart feeling like a stormy sea, with waves of emotion crashing against the shore of her resolve.

On the other side of the building, König, always the observant one, noticed the shift. He had seen Y/N smile through all their childhood adventures, laugh through their training sessions, and stand by him on the battlefield, a constant source of support and light. Today, that light felt dimmed, and it worried him deeply.

König had forged a reputation for being strong and unyielding on the front lines, but with Y/N, a softer side had always emerged. He understood her moods better than anyone, each personality shift notwithstanding. Today, he saw the telltale signs: the way her eyes glistened with unshed tears, how her jaw clenched when frustration bubbled beneath the surface.

"Y/N…" he murmured to himself, concern etched in his voice. He decided right then and there that he wouldn't let her face this alone.

After a quick chat with the other members of the task force, he gathered supplies for a comfort movie night. It was something Y/N held dear, a tradition they'd carried from their childhood—cozy evenings filled with laughter, pop culture references, and an abundance of snacks.

König made his way to the kitchen, raiding the pantry for popcorn, chips, and all the candy he could find. He even ordered her favorite pizza, topped generously with all the goods Y/N loved. Every item felt like a small piece of hope that he could offer her during this turbulent time.

Fifteen minutes later, he had transformed Y/N's tech-laden workspace into a cozy hideaway. Dim lights flickered gently, a vibrant blanket was draped over the chair, and a comically large bowl of popcorn sat steaming on the desk. As if that wasn't enough, he had even whipped out matching PJs with cartoon characters, something they both cherished from their youth—a small reminder of simpler times when the world didn't weigh so heavily on their shoulders.

Y/N walked in, her expression initially a mix of confusion and surprise. As she took in the sight before her, the tension in her shoulders began to ease, replaced by a flicker of warmth.

"König?" she whispered, overwhelmed by his thoughtful gesture.

"Movie night," he stated simply, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Your kind of comfort."

For the first time that day, Y/N felt the corners of her lips turn up. She crossed the room, her heart swelling with appreciation, and enveloped König in a tight, heartfelt hug. His warmth engulfed her, replacing the chill that sadness had left behind.

"Thank you," she murmured against his shoulder. "I needed this more than you know."

König felt her emotions drain into him for a moment, an understanding that words couldn't convey. They had always shared a deep connection, forged through years of laughter, adventure, and now, love amidst chaos.

As they settled into their beloved PJs, the first movie flickered to life on the screen, the familiar theme song chasing away the shadows that had clung to Y/N all day. They munched on popcorn and candy, their laughter mingling freely with the dialogue on-screen. Y/N felt her heart lighten, the grip of her earlier turmoil loosening with every moment spent in König's presence.

"See, I knew this would help," König said, nudging her playfully. His eyes sparkled with warmth.

As the movie continued, Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder, allowing herself to get lost in the comfort of the moment. "You always know how to make things better, König," she replied, her voice soft but steady.

"Because we are a team, through anything," he said, wrapping an arm around her. "Always."

And under the flickering lights, among the laughter and the familiar comfort of shared interests, Y/N felt a renewed sense of hope. The world outside continued its chaos, but in this moment, with König by her side, everything was right. No amount of sadness could withstand the power of their bond.