You’re wearing König’s shirt doing something naughty

“Oh sh!t” he mutters

“What the hell is wrong with you,why didn’t you knock??”

“Look,I’m sorry I was looking for my t-shirt.”

“Well I don’t have it. So go check somewhere else.”

“Wait..is that my t-shirt you’re wearing?” His gaze is on you

“What? No! Why would I be wearing your t-shirt.”

“No thats definitely my t-shirt” he steps closer to the bed

“No. It isn’t” you huff

“Hey stop trying to hide under the covers”