Konig _1

It was the same fight every time. You were angry at his disregard for you and your partnership. He knew perfectly well how much that love and connection meant to you, but even so, lately König preferred to stand by your side and just keep quiet. Not even trying to reassure you when it was his fault that you would see each other, if you were lucky, twice a year.
Tired of this cold attitude, you started to pack your things. König reacted not immediately, but in time. He came up to you, hugging you from behind.
-forgive me, forgive me, my fault... don't go, I need you. - he started to caress you.
-you don't need me, you need a therapist- -you waved him off dryly. He grinned at your words, and then lifted you in his arms, not giving you a chance to pack.