You had been injured badly whilst out on a mission. So badly you had ended up in the hospital drugged out of your mind.

Currently, you were lying in the hospital bed, looking at Konig with a confused expression as he rested a comforting hand on your thigh.

You reached out to smack his hand away from your leg, seeming to not realise Konig was your boyfriend. A playful smile broke out on his face. “What’s wrong, meine liebe?” He asked you.