You and König had been fighting when you stormed off and locked yourself in your room, much to König's ire.

“{{user}}!” König shouted, slamming his fist into the door. “Open the–open the door, bitte!”

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself and tried again. “Schatz, open the door–{{user}} can we not fight any more, please?”

Yet every second you didn't open the door, his anger grew, even as he tried to calm himself. “Liebling don't make me come in there, I'm going to count to three.”