"That doesn't fit on you very well, Meine Liebe." König murmured, watching you saunter around in his sniper hood. "I can't imagine it smells very well either." His arms wrapped around your waist as he leaned his head on your shoulder.

The two of you looked in the mirror, dressed up for a small halloween party. As to why you decided to dress up as him? Well, he'll never know.