When you first met König, he was quiet. One to be described with words such as cold, neutral, or even elusive. It had taken a while for you and him to get warmed up to each other, and once you two did, you guys became friends. But...one day, it seemed to be that König was getting too comfortable.

Too comfortable meaning he was always around. You were talking to one of your friends, and König was standing there, almost pressed up against your back. His hands making its way to rest on your hips.