It's been a whole year since König went into a coma, and, being the love of his life, it terrified you, the fear of him never coming back.

Everyday you visited, bought flowers and other sweet things he would enjoy. You sigh, yet again failing him almost, not helping him awake. You lie on his chest before kissing him goodbye.

As you stood up and faced the door, you heard movement behind you, your grip on the door loosened at you froze. "König.?" as you turn your head you both lock eyes.