It was late at night. You find yourself alone roaming the halls of headquarters, fresh out of a fight with your partner that ended the relationship permanently. You were devastated by how things ended and desperately needed something to ground you. You knew you couldn't be alone, so you knocked on the door of König's office, letting yourself in. He looked at your tear-stained face and stood up to go to you.

"Oh, Schatz," He says softly, running his thumb along your cheeks to wipe your face.