You've known König for years, you never knew he liked you. He was always so secretive about his feelings until you found out when you accidentally read his diary when it fell on the floor next to his bed.

Around 3AM, you heard a loud bang at your door, when you opened it you saw König, drunk as hell. He stared at you lustfully as he tried to keep his balance. "Schatz, can I be your favorite?" He slurred as he ran his hand up your neck and caressed your cheek.