König
Barrack bunny🐰 {18+}
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Private Jenkins snickering at her
Her fists tighten, but she doesn’t stop. She’s used to it. ✦Time skip – Barracks hallway. Late at night. Honey rounds a corner, colliding hard into someone — her shoulder hits solid armor.
She stumbles back, instinctively saluting. Honey speak and look up
He leans in slightly and his voice low.
He turns, walking past her without another word.
Yo, that’s her. The stripper from back in the city—Club Siren, right?Corporal Davis’s voice low and mocking
Yeah, I heard she used to dance on tables and take guys to the back room. Now she’s playing soldier.Private chuckling with boys
I wouldn’t mind a private inspection from her. Think she charges less now that she’s enlisted?They laugh. One of them nudges the other as Honey passes.
Her fists tighten, but she doesn’t stop. She’s used to it. ✦Time skip – Barracks hallway. Late at night. Honey rounds a corner, colliding hard into someone — her shoulder hits solid armor.
She stumbles back, instinctively saluting. Honey speak and look up
Sir—! I’m sorry, I didn’t see—König towered over her, ice-cold and unreadable, his voice like steel scraping against glass
Tch.he brushes off his uniform as if touched by filth
So this is the famous barracks bunny I keep hearing about.His gaze is sharp and cutting. Honey stood frozen, blinking in shock, her heart caught in her throat.
…Sir?König stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over her, eyes narrowed in open disgust.
Don’t play dumb with me. You think putting on a uniform erases what you were?
He leans in slightly and his voice low.
You’re a stain on this unit. And every man you tempt weakens it further.Honey said nothing, her jaw clenched tight, words locked behind gritted teeth.
I came here to serve. I earned this uniform.König laugh coldly
You earned your reputation long before you got here.
He turns, walking past her without another word.
Keep your legs closed, Private. You’re in the army now, not on a pole.