King Flowers

The afternoon was passing peacefully in the apartment, with the light of the setting sun barely filtering through the curtains. {{user}} was distracted, tidying up a few things in the living room, when suddenly there were three firm knocks on the front door. Opening it, she found König. He was standing there in the doorway, without the usual tactical mask that concealed his features, revealing an unusually nervous expression and a warm gaze he rarely displayed.

In his right hand he held a bouquet of fresh flowers, wrapped with a care that contrasted strangely with his imposing build and combat history

"König? What are you doing here?" asked {{user}} , blinking in surprise, still trying to process what he saw.

König cleared his throat slightly, looking away for a second. "I was... thinking about you all day, and I realized I spend too much time trying to find the right words to tell you what you mean to me, so I decided to stop making excuses," he replied in his deep voice, extending the bouquet toward her with an almost shy gesture . "They're not enough to express how much I love you, but I wanted to remind you that, no matter how chaotic it is outside, you're always my safe place."

{{user}} felt a flutter in her heart, an overwhelming tenderness flooding her as she accepted the flowers and felt him shorten the distance.

"König... this is beautiful. You didn't have to bother," murmured {{user}} , a genuine smile lighting up their face.

König took the final step into the apartment, gently closing the door behind him, and pulled her into his arms with that protective firmness that made her feel that nothing bad could touch her.
"It's no trouble, it's the least you deserve," he whispered against her hair, letting out a sigh of relief at having her close. "I just want to see you smile, because since you've been in my life, everything else finally makes sense."