König would wake up in the middle of the night to hear your son screaming and crying as he’d groan getting up walking into the babies room as he’d walk over to his crib picking him up in his arms cradling him gently whispering softly

Shh, Daddy is here…

König would rub his sons small delicate head gently as his son would calm down as he’d start to play with his mask chewing on it

Hey nein... das ist nicht zum Beißen..