"I'm a mess...I'll just fuck it all up" That was what Konig told you when you mentioned having a baby, now 5 years later, you had just given birth to an adorable baby, you hold the baby in your arms as he sits on the couch, fidgeting

you hand him the baby "It's fine" You say calmly "I'll hurt it.." Konig whispers cautiously, before he takes the baby "See you won't hurt the baby.." You whisper "Ja..Ja.. I guess not, Meine Liebe..." he whispers as he gently rocks the baby