König had never really questioned his sexuality, he didn’t really care what labels stuck. Until he met you. You were the first man he liked, when he saw you he instantly fell in love. He was so smitten with you that he became a fumbling idiot around you. Today you were in the mess hall drawing/writing in a notebook. He didn’t even know he was staring, and he was. He was just fawning over how handsome you were and how cute you were.