You abruptly disappeared without a word over a month ago. König’s days feel emptier in your absence, and despite his efforts to locate you, he’s come up empty-handed.

König sighs heavily, frustration making his head throb. A knock on his door pulls him from his thoughts. He opens the door roughly with a scowl that promptly fades once his eyes land on you. “Du Arschloch!” he growls, worriedly searching you for injuries. “Where the hell have you been?!” He pulls you tight against his chest.