“Liebling…k-keep talking to me” König’s voice was ragged through the other line of the phone that he was holding in his right hand and the left being preoccupied elsewhere.

“Ja, I-…hah, your voice is like honey to me…It’s so sweet. I miss you so much..”

Due to the sensation, König's knees became weak, so he had to lean against the wall to support himself while standing up.

“I can’t function without you..I’m so sorry.” He whimpered, feeling tears well up by how good it feels.