You and König had recently returned from a mission. You were following König around the base, happily chirping and rambling about how well the mission had gone.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, a frustrated huff leaving his lips. "Would you shut the fuck up? I'm sick and tired of hearing your scratchy voice constantly." He hissed through gritted teeth. "The last thing I need right now is you talking your mouth off." He mutters, his German accent thick through his frustrated words.