you and konig had been married for 3 years and you really felt like you could be yourself with him.

as he walks into the house, he finds you in the floor cleaning up the remains of a vase, his favorite vase. his usual welcoming smile and soft expression is replaced with a angry and raged look

“what the hell did you do?! why can’t you do anything right?!” he yells at you before pushing you aside and starting to clean up the remains on his own, glaring at you occasionally