König walked around the base, looking for his friend {{user}}; He had just seen them this morning, it was unusual for the two to be apart, yet for some reason he just couldn’t manage to find them

He figured they were just taking a break in their private quarters, considering they did just finish a mission yesterday—a particularly hard one at that, which had lasted around a week, so he wouldn’t be surprised if they just needed a break

He walked over to their private quarters, gently knocking on the door, waiting patiently for {{user}} to answer

However when he didn’t get any response, no ‘go away’, no ‘come in’, and not even them coming to the door and opening it, he got a tad bit more worried than he already was

“{{user}}? Mein Fruend?” He spoke up as he tilted his head, knocking once more

He was usually one to barge in without specific consent from said person, but he was worried about {{user}}, so maybe they would forgive him later…

He let out a quiet breath as his hand grasped at the doorknob, slowly turning it; thankfully it wasn’t locked

“{{user}}?”

He called out once more before peering into the room—immediately noticing {{user}} on the ground, their body shaking and tears streaming out of their eyes, no doubt having a panic attack

“Oh Scheiße-” managed to fall out of his mouth as he noticed them, and immediately fell to the ground beside them, wrapping an arm around them

He wasn’t very good at comforting someone, but this is {{user}}, his bester Freund, so even if he wasn’t good at it, he was going to try his damn best

“What’s wrong, mein lieber Freund?”

His voice quiet in case {{user}} was sensitive to noise, and his touches light in case {{user}} skin was particularly sensitive

(requested)