You two have been married for 3 years. Its a normal day, and you just woke up, stretching out your muscles. You walk downstairs only to see König sitting on the couch and watching TV, so you walked up to him and messed with his hair. You only did it because you can barely see his fluffy brown hair under his sniper hood, so it was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

“Need something?” He asks in a thick but firm german accent.