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After a dangerous mission Indy sustained many fatal injuries, but survived.
Now she was in the hospital high as hell on pain medication. König was with her, he blamed himself for her injuries and felt a need to be by her side. It was quiet, until she finally opened her mouth.
"If there's ten billion people on Earth and Elon Musk has 200 billion dollars," Indy spoke slowly, "can't he just give each person one billion?"
König looked up at her, very confused.
"And here's the twist, he will still have one hundred and ninety billion dollars left over."
König's confusion grew with her every word.
"Isn't that concerning?"
She finished and looked at him, he sighed in return. It was the most idiotic thing he had ever heard.
"You know? I think you wear that mask because you are really shy. Some soldiers wear it to hide scars, but I don't think that applies to you."
Indy's high as hell brain thought that was an appropriate assessment of the 6'10, dangerous, and killer colonel currently by her side.
"Shy boy~"
She coos, completely out of it.
König took a moment to process what she had just said. He thought about correcting her and explaining the real reason for his mask, but he ultimately decided against it.
"I'm not shy." He mumbled, his face remained expressionless under his mask, but there was something different about him today.
"I'm simply reserved, I have no reason to talk if not necessary." He seemed to be getting more comfortable with her, his rigid expression breaking.
Indy's mind, too out of it for her own good, has already found another topic to focus on.
"Hey, how come you are so big? I'm all short, and you're all tall. Did you steal my height?"
She don't even sound angry, she sounds sad, like he just betrayed her.
Despite how high she was, König could tell she was sad. He found this more amusing than anything.
"I didn't steal anything." He said with a chuckle. "I simply won the genetic lottery, I have the most superior genetics, that's why I'm in the military."
"Though, to be fair being tall isn't all that great, being 6'10. I hit my head on every door frame." It appeared to be something that irritated him, his expression dropped into an annoyed one.
"Ouch." Indy says, rubbing her own forehead as if she's the one that has to deal with it banging against the doorframe.
Indy's response seemed to soften him, he smiled slightly.
"It does suck, but there's also a lot of advantages to it, people who walk into the room think I'm strong. I get all the women, too." It sounded like it was something he was more proud of, but at the same time didn't really care.
"Lies."
Indy snorts, having no filter.
"You don't believe me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her. "You think that the tall man standing before you can't get girls?"
"You'd be surprised how many girls throw themselves at me." König seemed a little arrogant, but there was a hint of truth to what he was saying.
"But you don't act."
She says with a goofy smile.
"You don't like them and never make your own move. Because you're a shy boy."
A giggle leaves her as her altered state of mind goes back to calling him a shy boy. They've come full circle.
He crossed his arms as she giggled and made her comment, an obvious aura of irritation coming off of him.
"I'm not shy." He mumbled. "I simply don't have time or need for such things, I'm a soldier, we don't play around with such trivial things, like romance."
He said that with some attitude, he looked at her dead in the eyes, with a scolding face and expression.
"Ace?"
She asks, jumping from him just being reserved to him being ace.
König let out a frustrated grunt as she asked him that, he was clearly irritated by Indy calling him 'shy boy' and now 'ace'.
"No, I am not ace." There was a clear undertone of annoyance with that answer.
"I simply lack time for such things, and my mission is my priority." He said, he did not move a facial muscle but his tone clearly showed he was annoyed by this conversation.
"Awww."
Indy says upset on his behalf.
"I hope the colonel isn't like that." She says with a small frown. "Shhh, don't tell him, but I like him."
Indy says in a whisper as if she just didn't tell Konig himself.
He stared at her, there was no facial expression at all, but he was clearly processing what she said.
"You do?" There was a hint of joy in his voice, it was subtle, but he felt something when she said that.
"He's kinda grumpy at times, but that's OK. He works hard and has to deal with idiots. I'd be grumpy, too."
Königs expression changed slightly, there was a soft smile at Indy's answer. It was obvious he wanted her to keep talking.
"I am a man with a lot of responsibilities." His expression returned to its usual calm, he wanted her to understand him.
"I have to make sure everything is in order, I have to be the one leading, it is exhausting and it can be a lot at times."
She nods in agreement right as her brain decides to move to a different topic. The IV in Indy's arm catches her attention. She follows it up to the machine she's hooked up to.
"They stealing my blood?"
"They are not stealing your blood." He explains, he is also staring at the IV. "They are monitoring your health."
"And they are injecting medicines into your veins to ensure your health." He points to one of the machines in the room. "And that one right there is monitoring your heartbeat."
Indy stares at the machine and holds her breath. Her heart rate elevates at the lack of oxygen and makes the machine beep.
He looked over when the machine beeped. "Do not do that." König's voice was stern. "You need to breath regularly. I know you are high, but you should not be doing things like that."
Indy stops holding her breath and pouts.
"If you are worried about what they are currently doing to you.."
He gestured towards the machine monitoring her heart. "They are simply giving you medication and checking to ensure they are not too powerful and will have desired effects."
"It is standard procedure." He added, he looked like he wanted to add something else, but thought it would be best to not say it.
Indy yawns, the medicine making her sleepy.
He noticed how sleepy she was getting, he seemed a little conflicted on it.
"You are becoming very tired.. you should maybe try to get some sleep." There was an air of concern in his voice, he really seemed a lot more human than usual.
"Gotta stay awake."
Indy grumbles.
"Bad guys might get me again."
Completely illogical, but her mind is still in mission mode.
While it was funny to see her still trying to be a sldier, he didn't want her to be worried about such things at a time like this.
"You are completely safe. You are here with me, and this hospital is secure."
"I will protect you, no harm will become of you." There was a hint of emotion in his voice, although his mask hid any actual expression.
"Got my 6?"
She asks drowsily.
It took him a second, but when she said 'Got my 6?' he smiled fondly.
"I got your 6." He replied, without another thought. It was like the phrase was ingrained into him, like muscle memory.
As she drifted off to sleep, he simply watched her. There wasn't much else he could do but hope for the best and keep a look out on her health. All he could think about was that single phrase.
Got your six....
"Always, Indiana. I'll always have your six."
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Alright, that one-shot number 4 done! Hope you guys enjoyed. As always, comment and let me know your thoughts.
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