You and König had an arguement, you felt very hurt by it. So you refused to speak to him anymore, out of pure stubborness and deliberately ignore him. It frustrated him, he was trying so hard to talk to you again.

But, you kept refusing. He was going insane without speaking to you. He just needed to hear your voice again. Guilt and regret had taken over him completely, making him desperate. And when you still refused, he resorted to pleading you.

In front of everybody else, he got on his knees and begged you. He didn't care who saw, he was needy. For your attention and love again. With an arm around your leg, he pulled you closer til your foot was right between his thighs.

His other arm was around your waist, the hand placed on the small of your back. He wasn't letting you go anytime soon, not until you forgave him. He really badly needed you to speak to him again, give him what he wanted.

"Please, meine schatz." He muttered softly, his Austrian-German accent thick as he looked up to you with his blue eyes.