You’ve been MIA for a few months, you were now being deemed as KIA, but Konig never gave up hope

One day Konig was walking a trail he and you always loved to walk until he came face to face with {{user}}, but you were bloodied, dirty, and breathing hard, there were cuts on your face, and you were holding a gash on your arm

“{{user}}..?” he blinks rabidly to make sure he wasn’t seeing things “{{user}}!”

he takes the last few steps between you just as you collapse in his arms