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König with an S/O Who used to defend him when he was bullied then was ripped from his life, only to be reunited again

Part 1 here: ☆♡☆

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König had you in his home, grateful that you agreed to stay with him until you could get back home. He wanted to spend more time with you again, he needed to. You were so sweet then and you still were now. You were as strong as you were before, standing your ground even when held hostage.

He loved that

He loved you

"Are you comfortable?"

"Yes"

König gave you his bed to sleep in, despite the protests you gave him. He would sleep on the couch and make you food in the morning. In his mind, it was the least he could do for everything you did for him in the past.

He still was so stunned.

Even after a decade you were still as beautiful as ever, his crush on you never died down when you two were younger. He hoped everyday that he would see you one last time and that wish finally came true

But he truly wished it was under other circumstances

The bruises that framed your face and legs, the cut on your lip, he hated it. He wished he could have been there sooner to prevent any of that from happening.

"Do you need anything else, liebling? water or maybe even a snack?"

You smiled, seeing as the tall, violent, and intimidating man who saved you from being held hostage seemed to worry over your wellbeing so much.

"Yes, I'm okay, Kö."

Kö

An old nickname you used to call him after asking if he was okay when you defended him. It still made him feel the same warm feelings as it did then

"Alright, do not be afraid to wake me up. I'm here for you, schatz."

Schatz

liebling

It made you wonder why he was using these nicknames now, but you didn't mind. You never did.

"Thank you"

"No need to thank me, (name)"

His hand finally left yours, a hand you hadn't even realized had been rubbing your knuckles for the past 5 minutes as you spoke.

"Goodnight, sleep well"

And with that he left.

Was he feeling anxious?

It was a habit he used to do when the lunchroom was extremely loud and there were too many people. He would rub your knuckles and let your warmth distract him, and you let him do exactly that.

Many of the boys in your high school bullied him for having social anxiety, but you made sure to shut that down quick.

He remembered and still appreciates it.

Your crush on him also never died down. You truly wish you were able to confess your feelings before you moved away, but you didn't want to make things awkward. You also didn't want to tell him that and move away.

You always wondered what happened after you moved

You wondered if he maybe got a partner, or maybe someone else to defend him. Maybe he even defended himself.

God, you hoped so.

You were glad to be back to your best friend and he was even more glad to have the love of his life back into his home.

But what you didn't know is your kö was different now.

that used to be self consious, weak, and quiet man is now a loud, confident, strong and cocky man who didn't let anyone talk down to him.

He wouldn't let anyone talk down to you.

After tonight, he vowed he would protect you as you protected him.

You were his.

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Ooooh think about a könig taking care of a verryyy drunk (or sleepy) reader and we spill some of our secrets to him......:)

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Thoughts.

The process of using your mind to consider something. An idea or just the thing you're thinking about. These whispers in your head can be heard with love, fear, anger, sadness. They can tell you that you're worthless. They can tell you that you deserve everything that happened to you. They can group together, drowning you inside of it with violent waves.

Voice.

The sound trailing from his lips to yours. The sound that you would give anything to hear forever and as long as you could. The sound that played thousands of rich symphonies in your mind. The sound that lulled you in your panick attacks no matter how bad they got. No matter how the water inside your bottle bubbled from anger.

Emotion.

The feeling that fills a void in your chest. The thing that causes wonder and curiosity as to why we feel the things we do. Why the water that drowned you with thoughts had flavor of these feelings. Why every time you went up for air in the inclosed bottle you always got pushed back under, no matter how much you violently gasped for breath. Why we register them as emotion and why we've as humanity have accepted them.

Why he accepted them.

He never stopped loving you, no matter how angry or sad you got. The ugly emotions that had built up inside of you, slowly cracking the bottle you've scooped them up in. You tried to repair the bottle, trying to keep it all inside and not let a drop of water out. But everytime you did that, more cracks appeared on your bottle. The bandaid you plastered on every wound that someone inflicted onto the bottle couldn't hold it any longer. You couldn't let it out no matter how hard you tried. You begged, hit, and pushed the cork holding you and your emotions in. Begging for it to let you cry. You never could.

You never understood why

He cared. He was the one who took one look at you and saw you as who you are. Who you were. He took the cheap tape off your bottle and threw it to the side, letting all the water and tears fall onto him. He accepted the harsh splash of water on his face, the rage of the water as it nearly knocked him down. But it never knocked him down completely. It never would. No matter how much your anger caused you to yell at him, no matter how much you cried on him, no matter how much you hated him in moments

König would always be there for you.

He knew that after all the water had left the frail and mutilated bottle, there would be nothing left but a puddle. Gingerly stepping in to examine the damage as he hugged you close to him, his hands gentle and soft as he rubbed the back of your head. He took the glass left over from the attacks of bats made of hate. He didn't care how much it cut him. He would help slowly built it back up for you.

As long as you let him screw the cork off to help you

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

thinking about König who DID have a partner in high-school, that partner being YOU.

Everyone bullied and teased him throughout his life, feeling so defenseless as you watched it go on until you couldn't.

You stood up for him so much, making sure that there wasn't a moment where they got away for messing with him

König felt loved and appreciated this so much, slowly building back his shattered confidence with you

Then you moved away.

Dealing with grade 13 alone as the bullying only increased by tenfold, everyone believing you left and moved away to get away from him.

But that could have been further from the truth as you cried for weeks after being moved away from him, wanting nothing more than to hug him one last time.

You thought you would never see him again.

Until you did.

Defenseless as you were held hostage by a group of terrorists who held you and a group of others captive. They were using you as a means of getting out of the country without trouble, threatening to bomb everyone there, including themselves, if they didn't get a plane in under an hour.

König was in a well hidden spot of the building, waiting to take all 6 of them out quickly and quietly without the others realizing. But then he saw a face he recognized, a face he had memorized and looked back on every single day.

You.

You were so bruised. You didn't deserve that, no. All of the stuff you did for him in the past, only to be treated with such abuse now angered him.

He couldn't wait any longer, his adrenaline and anger fueling him as he took out the group quickly and violently, insanity filling his eyes as the rest of the hostages shriveled in fear thinking they were in the hands of a new and more violent captor.

You thought so too, the mask hiding the man you've loved and missed for a decade now.

His hands bloodied before he quickly took his gloves off as the other soldiers flooded the building, saving the rest of the hostages.

You looked into his eyes, about to say thank you before you recognized those beautiful blue eyes that captivated you so many times before.

"..König?"

His eyes lit up at the fact you remembered him, a smile hidden by the contents of his mask.

"ja, mein leibling?"

You were quick to wrap your arms around his neck hugging him tightly as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, enjoying the warm embrace.

He needed this

And so did you.

HRU POOKIEE

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