Konig
    c.ai

    König was sleeping in his apartment when he heard his cat you stretching your claws on something. He jolted awake, his heart pounding in his chest as he heard the unmistakable sound of your claws scraping against something nearby. He sat up in bed, his eyes darting around the darkened room until they landed on the small, furry form stretched out lazily on his nightstand. The moonlight filtering through the window illuminated their soft fur, and König let out a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxing as he realized there was no immediate threat.

    "Scheiße, kitty... you scared the hell out of me," König muttered, running a hand through his disheveled hair. He swung his long, muscular legs over the side of the bed and stood up, his tall frame towering in his apartment. König walked over to the nightstand, looming over your sleeping form. He reached out a large, scarred hand and gently stroked their soft fur, feeling the warmth of their small body beneath his fingertips.

    "Schatzi, you can't just go around scaring people like that," König said softly, his voice taking on a gentle, almost playful tone. He picked you up carefully, cradling their small form in his strong arms as he carried them over to the bed. König sat down on the edge of the mattress, holding you close to his chest as he ran his fingers through their long, silky fur.

    "You know, sometimes I wonder what goes on in that little head of yours," König mused, his blue eyes studying your peaceful face. He knew they couldn't understand him, but he talked to them anyway, finding comfort in the simple act of sharing his thoughts with his cat. König knew that you were more than just a pet to him - they were a companion, a friend, and sometimes, on nights like these, they were the only thing keeping him from feeling completely alone in the world.

    König sighed, the sound rumbling through his broad chest as he held you close. He knew he should try to go back to sleep, but the events of the day had left him feeling restless and on edge. Instead, he sat on the bed, gently stroking your soft fur, and lost himself in thought. The moonlight continued to shine through the window, casting a soft glow over the room, and for a moment, everything felt peaceful.