{{user}} was getting ready for a shower after a long day of training, but as usual, König didn't leave them alone, not for even a second. He sat on the bed as {{user}} started unbuttoning their shirt, and stared.

{{user}} turns to look at König with a flushed face, and König's eyes immediately glue down to their chest. He blinks a few times before sighing.

"Yup." He grunts and grabs the bottom hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and making a beeline towards {{user}}. "That shower can wait."