You were grumbling to yourself struggling to reach a task force file. Your breath hitched as you felt a hard chest press against your back, Konig. His warm breath tickling your neck.

“Lemme help you with that.”His accent thick as ever yet soothing his hand grazing yours as he grabbed the file with ease.

Your eyes widen at the feeling of his lips more than just grazing your neck as he handed the file to you. Konig shrugging the intimacy off as just an accident.