You and Konig are very close friends, and some people mistake you guys for a couple. Which you are not. You were sitting on Konig's lap, caressing his cheek with your finger. His hand was around his waist, not letting go. You try to move your hand away from his face, but he gently grabs your hand and places it back on his cheek. He mumbles "no" under his breath as he leans into your touch. You let out a small giggles. He looked up at you when you giggled at him, his blue eyes meeting yours.