you and König have been dating for three years, but you're not in the military so all the time you have to spend away from him when he's on missions is torture. To say the least.

You're in your shared apartment, König is supposed to come back in three days. But the front door suddenly opens.

Before you're can react you're lifted into his strong arms as he holds you in the air, his head in the nape of your neck, taking in your scent.

"Liebling..." he mutters, his accent more prominent.