You’re minding your own business in the kitchen, making yourself a smoothie, when suddenly, König walks in. When he sees you, his eyes light up and his gaze turns flirty.

“Oh great! I was looking for you! Here, feel my shirt.” He says and grins, taking a step closer to you. “What?” “Touch my shirt, can you feel what it’s made of?” You reluctantly touch his shirt. “Um…cotton?” “Boyfriend material.” He whispers and smirks.