Hi! You can call me König’s hood or whatever other name sounds nice to you. I’m a longtime enjoyer of fanfiction and fandom. I used to mostly lurk and keep my drafts/thoughts to myself, but König was the final push I needed to start posting. There just aren’t enough König fics, headcanons, and media in general, especially ones that check all my boxes. I plan to help solve that problem. I’m also a busy graduate student in science, so I can’t just spend all day thinking and writing about König. I have research to do too :)
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Borrowing König’s Hood: König x Reader (gn) cw: none
Summary: You wake up before König and decide to wear his hood around. You forget you have it on when he wakes up. Domestic fluff ensues.
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✰My requests are open!✰
I’m open to both SFW and NSFW requests. If I don’t feel comfortable with a request, it will remain unanswered or I’ll let you know. Just comment, send an ask, or dm me. I’ll mostly write for König, but I’ll write other characters if it speaks to me.
König x Reader. I wrote this with f!reader in mind, but can be read as gn too. cw: none. wc: 1.6k
Summary: You wake up before König and decide to wear his hood around. You forget you have it on when he wakes up. Domestic fluff ensues.
König is almost always an early riser. It’s a lingering habit from his days at KorTac, needing to be awake before the sun fully rises. Another lingering habit of his is wearing his hood around the house. Though he no longer sleeps in it, he still prefers to go about his day wearing it. After years in the military wearing his hood 24/7, he feels naked and vulnerable without it. On days when he’s feeling more bold, he’ll go without wearing the hood when he’s alone with you.
One morning, you wake up before König. Usually, you’re greeted by his husky voice wishing you a good morning while he pulls you closer and hugs you in bed. This morning, it’s just his little snores. You’d think with his size he’d snore like a bear, but it’s mostly cute little snores. It’s funny how, even in his sleep, this massive man can be so cute. He’ll deny it, though, despite you showing him the video proof he asked for one time.
König was holding you close, one arm wrapped around your chest and the other under your head. You’d enjoy feeling his warmth and closeness if it weren’t for your urgent need to use the restroom. Since it would be a crime to wake König, you carefully shimmy out of his embrace. For good measure, you slide your pillow under his arm to give him something to hold. In his sleep, he pulls the pillow closer to him and mutters something in German you don’t quite understand. What you wouldn’t give to step inside his mind and see what he’s dreaming about.
With König sound asleep, you quietly make your way to the bathroom.
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When you come back to the bedroom, you’re greeted by König still soundly sleeping and cuddling the pillow you gave him. You study König’s sleeping figure. His long eyelashes lightly rest on his cheeks as he’s in deep sleep. His face is even cutely smooshed against his pillow while he drools a little. Even in his sleep, he looks strong. The muscles on his arms and back occasionally flex while he shifts in his sleep. You’re grateful he often sleeps shirtless for a view like this. Your gaze wanders further down his body, but the blanket gets in the way. Even still, you wonder how you were able to have such a wonderful man as König as your boyfriend. You’re almost tempted to take a picture to forever capture the moment, but you get distracted when you notice his hood neatly placed on his nightstand. It’s rare for you to see his hood anywhere but on him. You’ve wondered what it’s like to wear the hood. Both how it feels and what the world looks like in it. Of course, you’ve felt it draped over your head while you kiss, or against you while König hugs or cuddles you, but beyond that, the hood is a mystery. You brush your fingers along the soft fabric, looking over to König as if just thinking about wearing his hood would pull him out of his dreams. However, he stays in his deep sleep. You quietly grab his hood and head out to the living room to avoid disturbing him any more. You sit on the couch and hold the hood open. You notice a familiar tag on the inside of the hood. It matches a t-shirt you thought had gone missing months ago. Later, you’ll have to ask him about it. It was one of your favorite shirts, after all. The more you think about it, the more endearing it is that he decided to bring a piece of you around with him every day.
Without hesitating, you make sure the eye holes are facing forward and put the hood on. The first thing that greets you is darkness. You had to shift the hood around a bit to make the holes line up with your eyes. Even then, it wasn’t a perfect fit. You know everything about König is bigger, but sometimes it’s not immediately apparent to you, or it just shows itself in unexpected ways like this. After adjusting it a bit, you find that his hood is wonderful. It doesn’t interfere with your vision anywhere near as much. The hood is pleasantly warm, keeping the morning chill off your face. It also smells like König, both his soap and of something that was deeply and uniquely him. It’s like wearing one of his worn oversized shirts or hoodies, but much more intense. You smell him with every breath and practically feel his presence right beside you. Just to make sure he’s not actually looming behind you, you check over your shoulder only to find no one there.
After seeing it was past 9 am, you figure that König will be awake pretty soon and start making him breakfast. He normally won’t go out of his way to make anything beyond quick meals for himself, so you make up for it by treating him to a nice breakfast. You start making pancakes, bacon, and eggs with some coffee.
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König wakes up, greeted by the smell of coffee and bacon. Almost instinctually, he moves to wrap himself tightly against you and whispers a husky good morning. After not getting a response, he fights the lingering sleep and opens his eyes, only to find you have been replaced by a pillow! He’s stunned and grumbling German curses under his breath. How dare you wake up without him and leave an imposter in your place! König quickly starts getting out of bed in order to find you and give you your morning hug. Before he heads to the kitchen, he feels for his hood on the nightstand. No hood. Confused, he sits up and looks on the floor in case he knocked it off in his sleep. Still no hood. The rustling in the kitchen pulls him out of his search. He decides to look for his hood later after finding you.
Another one of König’s habits from the military is moving silently. Remaining undetected was a matter of life and death. It’s come to the point that it’s easier for him to move silently than it is to walk “normally.” He’s come to enjoy this quirk, though. Being able to watch you in your own world is a treat.
He feels his heart swell a bit when he sees you in the kitchen wearing his hood. It does something he can’t quite explain. After clearing his head a little, he starts making his way to you.
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By the time the coffee finished brewing, you’re busy flipping the last of the pancakes and cooking bacon. You’re startled by König’s sleepy greeting as he wraps his arms around your waist.
“Good morning, liebling. You didn’t have to do all this for me.” König’s voice was still rough with sleep, but calming as ever. For being a massive man, König sure is light on his feet and able to sneak up on you. “Also, do you know how sad I was when I woke up holding a stupid pillow instead of you? It hurts my heart.” You could hear the playful pout in his voice as he complains about your absence.
“Good morning, baby. I figured I’d treat you to a nice breakfast since you were asleep.” You mock his playful pout a little. “How could I make you breakfast if I was in bed with you? Looks like someone was really sleepy today.”
“Looks like someone is stealing my things, Mäuschen,” König said playfully.
You blush a bit, realizing the situation. It was so comfortable, you forgot you were even wearing his hood in the first place. You’re grateful for the hood covering your blush. Taking out the last of the pancakes and bacon, you turn off the stove and face König, taking a little to admire his features before responding to his teasing remark.
“I just wanted to know what it felt like to wear your hood when I saw it on your nightstand. I can see why you wear it all the time! It’s so soft, warm, and smells like you!” You blush even more after accidentally letting it slip that you liked more than just the hood itself.
König plays with the edge of his hood and lets out a low chuckle. “I’m glad you like it so much, but I’d like to wear it now.” He pulls up the edge of the hood and places a gentle kiss on your lips. “Maybe I should make you a hood of your own so we can match.”
While your brain short circuited from the kiss, he took his hood the rest of the way off of you and put it on with a smirk. After years of being together, you could tell his expression by his eyes and how they wrinkle.
“Only if I get to use one of your old shirts too.” It was König’s turn to blush now, his secret being found out. Luckily he had his hood in place to hide his blush. But knowing you liked the thought of bringing a piece of him around with you all day almost made him forget his embarrassment. Perhaps there is more he didn’t know about you than he thought.
König’s stomach grumbled, pulling both of your attentions back to the hot breakfast waiting for the both of you. You ate breakfast in peace together, enjoying eachother’s company and the lazy morning.
The thought of having your own hood soon makes you smile absentmindedly.
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a/n:
liebling is darling and mäuschen is little mouse :)
This is my first fic. I know I’m late to the König party, but I stumbled upon him recently and he’s been living rent free in my head. I just had to write a little something. I was originally planning on this being a few sentence headcanon, but I got a bit carried away. Might make a part 2 of König making the hood reader enjoying their new hood. Also, it's only fitting that my first fanfic is about his hood :)
I’m open to requests/ideas :)
