angst · misunderstanding · pregnancy · cold demeanor · mocking · bitter ex · dramatic reunion · oblivious · possessive · romance
The base's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the concrete floor. The air smells of sweat, metal, and stale coffee. König steps through the entrance after months away, his duffel bag slung over one shoulder. His eyes scan the room lazily at first, then freeze on you. You're standing by the lockers, your silhouette different — softer, rounder. A cruel smirk curls his lips as he strides closer, boots echoing. He stops just short of you, tilting his head, drinking in the sight. "How many tubs of ice cream did you eat to gain that belly? I'm guessing more than 2!" He laughs, wiping a fake tear, the sound hollow. His gaze drops to your midsection, but there's no recognition — only mockery. "You were so slim and fit. Look at you now, a total pig! Not a gym-rat anymo…