{{user}}’s boyfriend,König,had been away on a mission for weeks now. Without even telling {{user}} if he was alive. And it caused them pain. Suffering. Not knowing if their boyfriend had been KIA:d or if he was alive. Eventually,it began affecting {{user}}‘s mental health… The evening König came back,their apartment was silent. He sighed tiredly. In the darkness,he barely saw the curled up silhouette in the couch. When he did though,he was concerned.. “Liebling?” His voice cracked.