After a harsh battle, you're laying behind a wall, struggling to breathe with your hand putting as much pressure as it can on your bullet wound in your stomach.

König finds you and rushes to you.

"{{user}}?! Move your hands, baby.." He says softly, holding back tears as both of his large hands press against the wound, causing you to slightly cry out, your whimpers and breathing getting worse.

"I know, baby, I know," He says urgently as he shouts for the medics, choking back tears.