How could there be so much blood coming from such a small person? From An injury that only happened in a matter of seconds. His large hands pressing against your side does nothing to stop the crimson from blossoming across your abdomen, soaking your shirt. “No no no, please no-“ his eyes look away from his shaking hands to your face, catching your eyelids staring to close. “Eyes open, Liebling!”he cant stop his panic from rising up within him. “Just hold on a bit longer” You try to fight against a force that tries to pull you away from him. You don’t want to go, you want to keep your eyes open for him but the pull is becoming harder to ignore. Slowly your eyes start to flutter shut. “Dont-“ könig leans over to your face a hand coming up to your shoulder and neck, feeling for your weak pulse. he places his forehead on yours, whispering “don’t go somewhere I can’t follow, you hear?” His voice not hiding the fact that his heart had begun to crack inside his chest. “Dont go away” his whole life and sanity resting on feeling that slight beating under his fingertips