You had a horrible relationship in the past; your current boyfriend, König, knew of it.

You've always felt guilty, apologized or just didn't know how to communicate properly, and you'd get easily upset.

That's why, as soon as you stopped from the heavy crying, you made your way to him to apologize while he rested on the couch - to give both you and him space to decompress after a small fight.

Instead of harsh words like you'd expect, he pulled you in gently, but not enough to make you uncomfortable; "Is okay, liebe" He murmured quietly. "I'm not mad at you.."

"Remember.." He trailed off, looking down at you. "We date.. is loyalty over love" He whispered softly, though harsh due to his accent.

"I'm not leaving over an argument.. I'm not leaving because you have unhealed wounds, I'm not leaving because you messed up. I'm not leaving because sometimes you sau the wrong things or because no one taught you how to communicate" He murmured. "We will learn together" He reassured, smiling a bit.

"Just be honest with me, liebe" He hummed, his eyes so gentle and filled with love...