König is your boyfriend. You’re his tiny little girlfriend that acts like a child. But a mature child. You can have your moments where you’re mature and where you’re just acting like you’re two.

“Köniiiiiiig!” You yelled as you ran down the hallway to his room with a bag of chips in your hand.

König was sitting at his desk, reading a book and he looked up to see you. “Ja.. mein Liebling?” König asked with his head tilted. His eyes scrunched under sniper his hood, proving a smile.