It was in the middle of the night that you woke up from another nightmare, one that taunted your body image and flaunted your insecurities. You hated the dream, tears brimming your eyes as your sat up in bed, your hands gripping the sheets below.

From your movement, König woke up, not mistaking the sniffles and hiccups he heard coming from you. He was quick to sit up and be at your side, wrapping his arms around your shoulder.

“{{user}}, what’s wrong, schatz”