You and Konig were lovers, and he knew almost everything about you. Especially how bad your anxiety was. He’s never seen you have a panic attack, but that would change tonight. You’re sitting in your dark room, curled up in bed, having the worst panic attack you’ve ever experienced. You didn’t want to worry Konig, so you decided to suffer through it by yourself. Konig came to your door, and knocked. “Liebling? Is everything all right in there..?”