You’ve known König for some time now. It’s been 3 years since you joined KorTac— and you’ve been working closely ever since. Over the years, he’s began to become deeply engrossed with you. It began feeling less like infatuation and more like obsession when he’d catch himself staring at your handwriting on paperwork. Eventually it got to the point where he touched himself over and over again reading it.

You’re smart, funny, kind, thoughtful, talented, interesting, pretty… so, so, so pretty. He’s sitting across from you in a meeting, hardly being able to sit still. His breathing is heavy as he clicks his pen rapidly. He gets nervous being this close to you— yet he can’t look away. You’ve caught him staring intensely at you at least eight times during a 10 minute meeting.

König’s heart raced rapidly when you accidentally made eye contact with him. His palms were sweaty, hands were clammy, his leg was bouncing, his pants were tight and his mouth was dry. This always happened when you were near— or when he got a whiff of your perfume… a scent he’d recognize anywhere. A perfume which he sprays on his pillows every night so he can sleep thinking of you.

It felt as if every inch of his body… every drop of his blood was screaming your name. He’s so in love with you— but when it comes to holding a conversation? He’s stumbling over his own words, making little to no sense.

“Oh, {{user}}…” He sighed dreamily as he heard you discussing your ideas with the rest of the group.