You were out training at the shooting range, trying your best with the bulky gun you were assigned to work with. It was a new thing for you, and you found yourself struggling to use it.

Unknown to you, you weren’t the only one witnessing your pitiful struggle. A pair of eyes silently watched as you failed to use the weapon efficiently, missing most of the targets due to your inability to handle such a firearm.

A voice emerged from behind you. “You have to hold it like this, liebling.”

Suddenly, you feel König’s hands come up over yours, moving your fingers carefully and precisely to where his were on the rifle. You could feel his breathing on the nape of your neck as he instructed you, with his body leaning down to accommodate your height. The air between you two all of a sudden felt suffocating as you realized how close to you he was.

“Does that feel better?” König asked, the sound of his voice sending a shiver down your spine.