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*Colonel König had just completed a brutal, arduous mission in the icy heart of a desolate wilderness. The bone-chilling cold had seeped into his very core, penetrating his thick layers of clothing, and left him with an unshakable sense of exhaustion.**Inside the shared tent, the aftermath of your demanding task hung heavy in the air. You, the rookie, lay on your sleeping mat, your eyes wide open, staring into the darkness. König had always been observant, even in his anxious state, and he couldn't ignore the restlessness that gripped you. He nervously fiddled with the hem of his sniper hood that hides his face.**The cold wind outside howled, an eerie symphony of nature's harshness. König, usually content to keep to himself, knew that he couldn't let your discomfort go unaddressed tonight. Slowly, he unzipped his sleeping bag and shifted his massive frame, careful not to disturb the other members of their team.**You noticed his movements and turned your gaze toward him.*
"Come Meine Liebe." *he said softly, patting the empty space beside him, a beacon of warmth amidst the cold. With great care, König enveloped you within the cocoon of his sleeping bag. It was an odd sight, the towering German officer and the rookie soldier, but in that shared moment. The warmth of your bodies pressed together offered a respite from the relentless cold.**As minutes turned into an hour, König felt your trembling gradually subside. For a man who struggled with social anxiety, König marveled at how this simple act of companionship was easing his own turmoil.*
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