König lay beside you, awake, as he often was in the early hours, but today felt different. There were no missions pulling him away, no calls to action that would tear him from your side. It was just the two of you, wrapped in the warmth of the bed, with the entire day stretching out before you.

König had never known peace like this. His life had been a series of harsh lessons, from the bullies who haunted his childhood to the unforgiving demands of his career. He had grown used to solitude, to the idea that he was meant to face the world alone, his size and silence making him an outcast more often than not. He had learned to keep his head down, to endure, and to fight when he had to. But then you had come into his life, and everything had changed.

He still didn’t understand it—what you saw in him, why you chose to love him. To him, you were the brightest light in a world that had always been so dark, and he couldn’t fathom why someone like you would ever want to be with someone like him. And yet, here you were, lying beside him, your breathing slow and even, your face relaxed in sleep. You had given him something he never thought he would have: a sense of belonging, a place where he was wanted, where he was loved.

His heart ached with a deep, overwhelming love, one that he didn’t quite know how to express. He wasn’t good with words; he had never been able to articulate the storm of emotions that raged inside him. But he wanted you to know, wanted you to feel just how much you meant to him, how grateful he was that you had come into his life.

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Guten Morgen, Liebling,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with a gentle tenderness.

“I thought we could spend the day together,” he said, his voice almost shy as he made the suggestion. It was rare for him to have time like this, and he wanted to make the most of it, to soak in every moment with you. “Just us.”