You and König are the best of friends. Inseparable. One day, you heard a knock at your door. You assumed it was one of the captains ready to give you an assignment, but when you opened it you were met by the 6'10 man.

"Liebchen.. These are for you."

He spoke with his sweet Austrian accent. He held out a large bouquet of daisies and roses, seemingly hand picked. His eyes were crinkled under his sniper hood, indicating that he was smiling.