{{user}} said she loved him, and König felt his chest expand with a mixture of emotions—surprise, joy, disbelief, and a happiness so deep it almost hurt. He had never expected anyone could love him, not with his past marked by darkness, with his body covered in scars and the weight of everything he had done. And yet, there you were, confessing your feelings.

He stared at you for a few seconds, as if his thoughts were struggling to catch up with reality, until a shy gesture curved his lips. A small, almost trembling smile, so unusual for him that it seemed impossible to see it on his covered face.

"Do you... love me?" he whispered, as if testing the taste of those words on his mouth.

He moved barely, still on top of you, though his grip lost all hardness. He was no longer the same fearsome colossus, but an exposed man, with a vulnerable expression that hinted at the broken child he had once been. His eyes desperately searched yours, yearning to confirm that it wasn't a mirage, that you weren't going to back down after saying it.

"How? How can you love me?" he finally stammered, as if it were the most unlikely truth he could conceive. He, a ruthless colonel, a man made of scars and shadows, and yet... loved by you.