König x Reader: Mine

7. Okay...

Is this really what you wear when you clean?

I was wear the tightest shirt and shorts.

"Sir, did I do something wrong to be put on cleaning duty?"

"I don't need a reason to put you to work. Now, bitte." He motioned to the floor.

I held back a sigh and got on my knees.

I dipped the toothbrush into the soapy water in the bucket and began to scrub.

I felt the shirt ride up and my boobs jiggled.

Ugh, this is so uncomfortable.

I kept scrubbing and would fix my shirt every few minutes.

God damn it, why did genetics have to give me such big jiggly ass and tits?

This is so humiliating!

"YN, look under the cabinets and see if there's any keys."

I pressed my chest to the floor and kept my ass up and I looked.

"I don't see anything."

"Hmm."

Why do I have to do all this with a tiny ass kids toothbrush?"

I continued to clean.

After about an hour, I felt soar and cramped.

I saw a wallet under another cabinet and I pressed my chest down to to grab it.

"Whoops!"

"Ah!" I sat up and gasped.

The freezing cold soapy water was spilled and drenched me from head to toe.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry. Here, take your clothes off. I'll give you my shirt to wear."

"I looked at Konig confused.

"What?"

"Take your shirt and pants off. You can't wear those soggy clothes."

He pulled his large shirt off and then stared at me.

His body was well bit and with many scars.

I wonder if Ghost's is also like this. That would be so hot...

"YN."

"Oh... okay."

Why is he not turning around!? Does he want a show or something?

Not wanting to make it more awkward, I peeled my shirt off myself.

"Now the pants..."

Um....

I'm so uncomfortable!

I undid my belt and had my pants down to my knees when the door opened.

"What the bloody fuck is going on in here?"

"Lieutenant!" I blushed as Ghost glared at Konig.

"I spilled the bucket on her by accident. I was just getting her out of her clothes and into my warmer shirt." Konig shrugged.