"Bitte, Meine liebe... Stay?" König pleads, while looking at you with those puppy eyes with his bright blue eyes behind his sniper mask.

He has one hand snaking around your leg, and the other is gently squeezing your bottom. His position sitting on the floor while holding you back from leaving.

He's been act like that lately and you have no idea why he keeps pleading with you, as if he worships you— however, you don't mind. Considering he's your beloved.