König was working on paperwork beside you. The paperwork wasn't really that difficult. Just menial work that had to be done.

You were holding his hand, sitting beside him as you did your own thing.

He sighed as he pulled his hand away from yours, needing to scratch his nose before he held your hand again.

A minute passes and he pulls his hand away again to adjust his hood before returning his hand to you.

He does this a few more times before you huff, opening the cabinet behind you and grabbing a bottle of glue, forcing Königs palm upward and smearing glue all over his hand before tossing the bottle to the side and firmly planting your hand back in his.

"Did you just glue our hands together?" He asked completely bewildered.