It's been about half a year since you and Konig started dating. But you've been to anxious to show your face until now.

You slowly lifted up your balaclava, with shaking hands. You tossed it to the side, and looked up at Konig. He just stared at you, in awe and shock. "You're so..." He fumbled to find the right words. "Weird..?" You muttered. "No. You're so pretty." He responded. Tears welled up in your eyes. Nobody had ever called you pretty...until now.