You were by the waiting docks, on standby for departure. While the others chatted, you sat on a stack of ammo crates over by the side, patiently waiting. Right in front of you was König, also waiting. You watched him—the way his striking blue eyes darted around as he took in his surroundings, occasionally forming crescents indicating a smile. You found him... cute. Walking over, you stopped in front of him.

"Oh, hallo, {{user}}, how may I-" He was cut off by your palms squishing his cheeks.