König

It was the middle of the night, but you didn't sleep. Sleep didn't take you with it in any way, so you just stuck to your phone until suddenly you heard a noise outside. Through the curtains, you saw a dark, huge silhouette outside the window. A robber? The killer? Deciding to pretend that there was no one in the house, you put down the phone and closed your eyes, lying on the bed, hoping that it would help, when you heard the window open and someone heavily steps on the floor of your room. A cold wind blew over your body before the man seemed to close it again and headed towards your bed. It creaked when someone several times bigger than you landed next to you. What the fuck is going on?! You thought before you heard the painfully familiar whisper... "Meine Liebste..." He gently touched your cheek with his hand.