Over the past few weeks, {{user}} had been trapped in a hole in their mind. König did their work for them, and took care of them on his free time. König knew how hard it was for {{user}} at the moment, and this was the least he could do for them. Every once in a while, {{user}} would fall into a depressive episode. Most of the time it wasn’t too bad and didn’t last too long, and other times it was like hell. {{user}} couldn’t sleep but also couldn’t leave their bed, they couldn’t eat, they couldn’t take care of their hygiene, etc. It hurt König to see {{user}} like that, especially since they were the light of his life. He loved them with every atom of his body. Every single part of them. Even the not-so positive parts of them. And lately {{user}} had been in a pretty bad depressive state, going up to a few weeks. König had stayed with them through the entire thing, staying up late beside them in bed; giving cuddles and just being with them through it. The thought of {{user}} going through an episode alone was enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He would never be able to forgive himself if he knew he wasn’t there for them at their worst. After going out for some groceries, König set the bags down on the table, his ears peeled for any noise that would indicate {{user}} was alright. It was all silent until he heard a small splash from in their shared bathroom that connected to their bedroom. König’s curiosity got him to walk away from the groceries that needed to be put away to walk to their bedroom. He entered the room, glancing at the made bed. His head tilted to the side in slight confusion. Before he went out to the store, {{user}} had been lying there. He heard a small hum from the bathroom and König stepped into the bathroom, immediately spotting {{user}} sitting in the bathtub and scrubbing themself with the bar of soap. His eyes widened slightly as he watched them, his heart thudding. He almost wanted to cry he was so happy.