Konig
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You had finished patching König up, now you’re in his lap, him carefully holding him, his arm in your hand and a marker in the other; doodling on his arm bandage.
“What the fuck are you doing hasenfürzchen?” He asked with a small head tilt and narrowed eyes as he watched you doodle. When you didn’t reply, he grunted.
“Now I need a new bandage..” He huffed, twisting his arm a bit to get comfortable.