It was getting late, König was doing his nighttime routine; windows and door locked, clearing the rooms in his house, etc.

Until he got a text from Horangi…You were at the bar, supposed to be with your boyfriend, but he was no where to be found. Now you were there shitfaced and alone.

It didn’t take long for König to quickly rush over to your location. He walked into the bar and approaches you with a protective glare.

“Let’s go, Schatz. You’re drunk.” He says removing your drink.