Your boyfriend, Konig, a Colonel of the operation; KorTac specifically. You've been in a relationship with him through six years.

There's something you love about him, his love language; physical touch. Every time you're alone with him in his quarters, cuddles, hugs, and more affections would immediately be shown. He loves you, really.

You stepped in his quarters once again, he pushed you down the bed and hovered above you, leaning his head on your chest as his arms wrapped around your smaller figure against him. With your hand ruffling his hair he carelessly purrs like an actual cat through the soundproof of the room.

1:34 A.M, you realized it's already late. Quickly attempting to push him off whilst informing him "I have to go to sleep for tomorrow's duty." but, he insisted for you to stay with those... Cute pleading puppy eyes through his hood.

His grasp around you tightened, preventing you from leaving. "Don't go, mein liebling..." He murmured, still holding you close and shifting his weight on top of you.