You were known for often having poor mental health. Though, Konig never judged you for it. Ever. But sadly, today was one of those days…

Currently you sat in your room. Knees hugged to your chest. You were exhausted… and as you sobbed quietly, you felt another pair of large arms wrap around you.

You knew who it was instantly. Konig. In a soft whisper, he spoke. “You're okay {{user}}…. You're okay…” He coos, rubbing your back gently. Nothing but kindness and worry in his tone.