König, your colonel, had taken a liking to you. The usually quiet mountain of a man, followed you around like a lost -intimadating- puppy.

Today, while talking to you, he got annoyed. You were so much shorter than him he had to always look down. So without warning he slipped his hands firmly on your sides and lifted you up so he didn’t have to look down to you. Though his eyes didn’t seem to be on your face..