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🫶König gets injured and a physiotherapist treats him....

Tags: fluff, light stalking,König, COD

no idea what this is going to be(yet) but tw: stalking behaviour and don't read if injuries or hospitals/hospital epiqment makes you uncomfortable!

Reader appears with female anatomy. (But feel free to imagine your own)

(Sorry in there is a mistake in my english)

Being part of a private military contractor has it's ups and downs... the ups- the ability to do certain jobs under the radar, without a lot of interferences.....the downside: the contractors decide everything and you follow their orders by all means.

König was not new to injuries. They come with being in the military. This is just a scrach,nothing too serious, he has no idea why does he need, more than just the necessary bandage+painkiller combo he always uses. Yeah yeah...he flew a few meter because a bomb,that's not that bad,not like he is dead or anyithing. But the doctor and higher ups agreed, after they relocated his shoulder and put six stiches in his hand, that his injuries need monitoring and he needs to get physical therapy.

He now was sitting at the headquarters, waiting for the pt to arrive. He was at least thankfull he didn't need to go to a rehab center, because KorTac employed a few pt-s among their medical stuff. He actually seen the pt that worked here, an old guy who was old enough to retire, but he didn't.

Some color and movement caught his eyes and he turned to the source. "Sorry for your wait! I will be with you in a minute!" You said and dissapeared in the small gym's door. A woman. A beautiful young woman. In (favourite color/pattern) training clothes. That surely isn't the pt...thats an old guy...

The door flung open and you motioned inside "I'm all ready now, you can come in!"

He glared at you and remained motionless in his seat. Your smile faltered, and you started fumbling with the papers. "I'm soo sorry, you aren't König?" So you are the pt...

"....Ya, I am. Where is ze old man who used to come here?"

"Oh, you mean Stephen? His knee needs surgery, they will operate him in 3 months, then rehab, so currently he is on leave and then they will decide what next. Were you hoping to get him?"

"No,don't care...." he murmured, got up to go into the gym.

He put down his stuff on the bench, he was already in training clothes, not his regular kind,but clothes that were sufficient, black pants and a black t shirt.

"SO...Before we begin anything, I got your file, read through the documents. But lets review what happened okay?" You gave him a wide smile. König wasn't sure why but he got nervous....well the military isn't exactly packed with women, but it's not his first time being next to and talking to a woman.

The next few minutes went by, with questions and going through what happened, and König wasn't exactly helpful to you because he only short answers mainly "yes or no".

"I'm guessing you are not a talker?" He just scoffed... (off to a great start yaaay!)

" lets get started. Can you take of the bandage of your hand and show me your scar?" "Ya."

He took off the bandage and layed his hand on the table. You took his hand in yours and begin inspecting the scar. König started to smile under his mask. Your hand dwarfed next to his, you weren't little,but compared to him? You were tiny. König started to be a bit more relaxed, and he actually looked at you. Actually you were a pretty little thing. With a nice figure, beautiful (color)hair that was held up in a ponytail....your chest gently peeking out of your clevage. Your hands were warm and nice. Not bad at all.

"The stiches and scar looks great! Looks like the scar is about to be closed, so next session we can start working with it. I will show you some beginers excercises for your shoulder, and that will be all for today. Lets get up for that."

You showed him 6 excercises that wasn't that bad. These are nothing, he can do so much more then these, he could lift you up with ease and you gave him these simple excercises?

" Okay you memorised the excercises right? That will be your homework for the weekend. Do them at least 1x a day. " you flashed him a warm smile and turned on your heel. " Bye, have a nice weekend!"

König watched your hips swaying away.