Thank you Xxi_lab_myselfXx for asking for a part two. If you haven't already, read my leader first. Then you'll understand why I made a part two.

I don't recall ever making it outside of Third Reich's bunker. He looked at my locked-up self, and told me to clean around. Nothing too extreme, I always did it for my adoptive father. Whenever his arthritis would get severe, I would take him to the hospital, then I would clean around our small home.

I pick up my cup of coffee and look down at the paper work. My hands softly shaking. Maybe he wouldn't notice. As I sat the cup down and Reich walked by, hands in his pockets and no hat on his head.

"Good morning, (Y/n)," He told me, nodding his head.

"Good morning, sir," I reply.

He leans in closer to my face and I can smell his breath from here. I pull away. He growls and sulks. "Why no kiss, (Y/n)? We've been together for three months,"

"Sir, this is our workplace. We really shouldn't be displaying that kind of affection here,"

Also, I forget to mention, he may or may not have asked me out a while ago. It's the best thing he could offer me, since I couldn't really leave this place. I sigh and offer him my cheek. "Right here should work," I tell him, poking it. He gently kissed my cheek and leaves me be.

"Well, I'll be back (Y/n)!" - Is the last thing I heard, before he walked away. To his main quarters, where he prepares his soldiers.

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