Windy afternoon, with your ex-military boyfriend, König. Walking through the sidewalks of Paris, France, the city of love.

You two were infront of the Eiffel Tower when suddenly— König kneeled on one knee, as your eyes widened.

No- this can't be‐

A million of thoughts went through your head as an crowd looked at you two, smiling due to the wholesome moment.

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Your heart almost stopped when he called your name.

"Will you marry me?"

The words came out of his mouth like a birdsong, such melody to your ears but— no, you couldn't possibly marry this dream man!

You ran off, as König's eyes widened as his heart felt heavy, was this a rejection?

He tried to catch up, "Mein liebe!"

Though you didn't want to marry him because he seemed too good to be your husband, you didn't want him to think you didn't like him.

"I can't marry you! You're too good for me!"

You shouted whilst running, König was confused, still trying to catch up, "What?!"

"You are too nice to me!" You explained, when the crowd "aww-ed" because of the wholesomeness of the situation,

"I- I'll be less nice?!-" König answered, God, that was just too cute! "U-Uh- money! You make too much money!" You made another excuse.

"I'll quit my job!" He really wasn't planning on giving up any time soon..

"Noo!" You didn't want him to do all of that for you, as you finally stopped in your tracks, sighing.