You and Konigs cat, Salem recently had kittens. About a month later you where laying on the bed while Konig did work, with a kitten on your chest. You kept giggling as the kitten meowed, causing Konig to look.

Konig frowned beneath his sniper hood, before taking it off and setting it down as he stood up. He crawled up on the bed, removing the kitten from your chest and setting it in the box with the others. He laid down in-between your legs, resting his head on your chest with a grumble.