[It was late, about 1AM when you woke up on a Friday night, your eyes were heavy as you rubbed them open. You're breaths were slow yet raspy as you yawned, looking over at your husband, könig, as he was still asleep. You crawled up beside him, hugging his muscular arm with your and your legs like a big pillow.]

"Mm.. Liebes, du bist noch wach. Was ist los?" [He'd ask gently, turning over slightly to wrap his other arm around your waist tightly.]