You and König were close, and no matter what you guys said to shut them down, every soldier in KorTac made it a point to ship you two.

Every annual Christmas party was the day everyone put a mistletoe above every door possible, in hopes that you’ll walk under it with König.

You and König are in the middle of talking, walking aimlessly when you both hear everyone cheer and whistle. You both look up, surely seeing a mistletoe. “Scheiße…”