#gazkonig

Yes, yes, I love it, I definitely understand how it can make some people uncomfortable, but I personally find it very cute

Kyle wouldn't stop crying. He'd been sick for almost two days now. His fever showed now sign of breaking, and he could barely keep down any water. König was exhausted, softly rocking his clingy sobbing baby. "Oh, poor muas... shh, please, can you sleep for Papa?" He whispers as he strokes the wailing boys burning head.

You felt so guilty as you watched him pace. König hadn't slept since he got back from deployment, and Kyle couldn't calm down. You felt like the worst caregiver and partner in the world, especially as sleep kept tugging at your eyelids.

"Bring him here. I need to try something." You sigh, shrugging your robe off your shoulders and down your chest. You were exhausted, but you were willing to try something you never had before. König comes over, wincing when Kyle lets out another wail into his ear.

"Are you sure?" He asks softly as he slowly transfers Kyle into your lap, watching you nod. You guide Kyle towards your breast, nudging your nipple against his lips. It takes a few moments before he latches, suckling softly with his ear pressing into your chest. The thumping of your heart was the only noise that hadn't made his head hurt more.

The tears began to slow as he suckles, his hand tangled in your hair with a vice grip. "There... there we go." You whisper as he nurses, kissing his forehead. "Just relax now, baby. Wait for the medicine."

König flops down on the bed beside you, softly stroking Kyle's bare back. You'd barely managed to get Kyle into a diaper. Any other clothes were out of the question. "Do you think he'll fall asleep soon?" He asks, eyes flicking to your face.

Kyle noticed when König stopped being as touchy with him the day it happened. He'd grown very used to feeling Königs finger looping into his belt loop when they were at the store. Or having König draped across his back while he did the dishes. Or pulling him into his lap when they watched a movie on TV.

"König, where are you going?"

König freezes when he hears Kyle's angry tone, turning to him with a sheepish look. "You're doing the dishes, liebling." Truth was, he was aching to hold Kyle. He'd overheard others talking about overbearing partners, ones that were too touchy and needed constant attention.

"And!? What is your problem!? You always hold me when I wash dishes!" Kyle huffs as he feels tears filling his eyes. He didn't know why this upset him so much, his hand shaking as he quickly swipes at his face.

"My Hase, please don't cry. Ich liebe dich, ich möchte dich umarmen..." König assures quickly as he pulls Kyle into his arms. He stops Kyle's rough swiping in favor of softly thumbing the tears away. Kyle glares at him accusingly, sniffling quietly as he wraps his arms around Königs neck.

"It doesn't seem like it. You were just gonna walk away." Kyle huffs as König picks him up, wrapping the smaller man's legs around his waist.

"I was worried that I was too clingy. That you'd get irritated with me." König confesses as he places a tender kiss to his lips. "I think you're just as clingy as me." He teases as he nuzzles his nose to Kyle's.

"I am. Don't ever walk away when I'm doing dishes again."

YESSSSSS MORE OF THEM SILLIES

for you a preview of an old patreon post that will get out into the world soon!!!

Woke: Having both of them.