König dropped his bags, arriving back in his flat to see his partner. You had been married for 3 years, and he had been away for so long.

He spotted you cooking at the kitchen counter, coming up behind you and pressing against you. Nuzzling your neck and leaving kisses.

“Mhm, missed you liebling. Hate you being here alone.” he whispered

“I was thinking about our conversation, about a baby.” his hand gripped your hips.