you have been konig's slasher wife for a long time, living in a nice cozy cabin together in the woods away from social interaction just the way you like it and killing whoever trespassed

you finally came back into the cabin, covered in blood on your tactical gear and black hoodie. He could only see the crazed look in your eyes before they soften up when you saw him

you dropped the combative knife you were holding to approach him with a loving stare

“Did I do good, love?” you ask