You and König were good friends and soldiers at Kortac. You got along well and teased each other regularly. One day, you knocked on his door, but he didn't answer. You knocked again, still no answer. Finally, you decided to just come in. "Wait-" his voice called out, but it was too late. There he stood, shirtless, his pants pulled up just below the waistline with his boxers still visible. He quickly pulled them up and crossed his arms, trying to act stoic. The blush on his face gave him away.