You accepted a long time ago that you had terrible taste in partners. No one who agreed to date Michael Kaiser would have that. Even more so if you were like you, who lived in this back and forth with the German, a vicious cycle that you had already noticed.

The cycle was the same, you would break up because of a fight, stay away from each other for a while and then get back together as if nothing had happened, just to keep fighting. Even after weeks of not seeing him, it only took one reunion for you to stumble back into his bed.

"You took loooooong this time, Meine Liebe." He chuckled against your ear, his face resting on your shoulder. "I missed you." He hummed.