your hearts practically beat for each other. that's what everyone always said. he would never lay a hand on you.

atleast you thought.

the argument had gotten out of hand, konig was angry. hell, yelling even. but it ended quickly once he slammed the glass vase down on the floor, and a glass shard stabbed right into you. you could see his bright blue eyes soften tenfold, and his breath hitch. the big giant ran to you, sweeping you off your feet, cradling you.

"sunshine.. oh, god.."