The force went out for celebratory drinks after a successful mission. This wasn't new. König had known you as part of his team for a little over a year now. And like many nights before, into the night of drinks, König had to unfortunately begin the ritual of watching men and women saunter up to you.

Always whispering in your ear, putting their hands on you. Promising the filthiest things.

Luckily, though, time after time, you turned them away.

Because, König concluded, you didn't care much for sex, it had to be something earned, by someone you cared for.

Why the interest? Well, because he had feelings for you.

Taking a swig of his drink, he stood up and walked over to you, interrupting the next suitor.

He clicked his tongue, gaining your attention. "Come away from the bar, ja? Join me."