I’m actually working on a series of Krieg Fic at the moment. But for now, a little scene that I’ve had in my head for a while.
Maya was up at the crack of dawn. She always was. A little something leftover from the Monks. Generally Zer0 was up as well, if he even bothered to sleep. They would do warm-up exercises, which generally consisted of yoga and sometimes gutting nearby bandits. It was a good start to any day. Only, Zer0 was nowhere to be found.
Nothing too unusual, really. He liked to disappear for hours, sometimes days, only to come back and complain about how bored he was. Axton and Salvador were asleep near the firepit, and would likely stay asleep until they smelled food or heard gunshot. Whichever came first.
And then there was Gaige and the Psycho. Krieg. The wanted posters called him Krieg. And the name just sort of stuck. She was collapsed on top of him, absorbing his body heat, as the both slept. She snored loudly and he twitched and mumbled constantly. Neither seemed to care.
Loving this ship.
But I really want to cuddle.
I feel very conflicted.