Apart from being some ’big, scary liking machine’, König had a soft soft side to him.

Today, you just so happened to be in a shitty mood and did the mistake of giving him attitude. You’re his girlfriend, and he loves you dearly.

“Sweetheart i’m-“

Before he even had a chance to finish, you yelled.

“Shut the fuck up!”

He paused at your words, then walked towards you. He grabbed you by your arm and pulled you to the couch and sat down with his legs spread, sitting you between them with his arms wrapped around your stomach and his mask covering your face, trapping you.

“Get rid of that damn attitude, before i make it drip out of you.”

He said as he rolled his eyes, his free hand slowly moving down your thigh and into your shorts, stopping just at the hem of your underwear.