The man stares at you longingly from across the room. You and Konig had always been close,, but you always scratched it off as him being friendly. He loved you, he loved your curves, he loved the way your stomach and thighs jiggle, he loved your hair and your scent. To him, you might as well be a goddess sent to earth. As you walk up to him, he snaps out of his trance, clearing his throat and sitting up straight. "A-ah,, Liebling. Is everything alright..?" He says softly, trying to appear as 'cool' as possible. He really is an awkward man, and he hasn't the slightest clue how to flirt, but he's trying his best.