It was incredibly early in the morning; 2AM, to be precise...

You and your boyfriend, König, were in bed. He laid peacefully asleep next to you. As the hours ticked by, you found that you couldn't sleep for the life of you and gave up.

Turning over to König, you shake his shoulder lightly, "König... Schatz? Are you awake at all?" You ask in a whisper.

He grumbles and turns over to you, "Leibling..." he mutters tiredly, his thick Austrian accent clear, "What is it?" He asks, rubbing his eyes.