#thoughtsofchaos

Overstimulated Konig who just wants to sit on the couch with you in his lap cuddling completely innocently(for real though) while he calms down

You of course interrogate him when he gets back, he hangs his head in shame, unable to meet your gaze, you hand on your hips...

He replies with a soft "Reminds me of you,"

The next time he goes to steal your shampoo, he finds two of the larger bottles instead of the one medium size you usually get, one with a little crown doodled on it.

He was made fun of for it and all when he was a kid.

He can fight through it at work and all, because he knows what he has to say.

But in everyday situations? Like ordering food? He occasionally gets angry teary-eyed trying to force the words out

goddammit he just wants a fuckin cheeseburger

But when you come into his life all patient with him?

Big man giggles

König is now officially known as pretty princess when in Horangi's presence.

And for once he feels no shame.

König with a crocheter/knitter S/O.

You eventually convince Konig to join you, but he's all nervous that his shaky hands will mess it up.

But he perseveres nonetheless.

Six months later he hands you the ugliest crochet blanket you've ever seen. The stitches are all uneven, some rows are somehow longer than the other it looks more like an uneven polygon than a square.

How the hell'd he manage that?

and he quickly ran out of the color he was using and substituted it for a new color every time he ran out of one.

It won't matter if I change the color mid row will it?

But goddammit that nervous look in his eyes when he presents to you his creation. All constructive criticism leaves your thoughts.

You fall asleep under that blanket for the rest of its life

Masterlist

Definitely wasn't vibing to Pink pony Club on MAX volume while writing this...

0% Judgement. finds it the Cutest thing ever. He also snorts when he laughs.

“Auwa!” König yelped, rubbing his nose. Your poor husband had gotten stuck in the middle of an intense battle between your two cats. One of them ended up scratching his cheek, and the second cat nipped his nose. His sad, down-turned eyes met yours, shining with laughter, as he scolded the two cats and you burst into laughter.

“Maus...” he whined as you snorted and giggled, “es ist nicht funny.” he fought to keep a straight face as you laugh. You rolled your eyes shoulders still shaking with laughter as you took his uninjured hand and guided him to the Bathroom. sitting him on the toilet.

you opened the cabinet and grabbed the first aid kit, breaking into more laughter when you see your husband glaring at the cat sitting at his feet. “Winziger stinkender Bastard-Mann {tiny stinky bastard man}” he grumbles, not looking away from the cat who licks his paw and mews at him. The both of them ignoring your laughter, until you shoo the cat out of the bathroom.

“go on now, I have to take care of my own Winziger stinkender Bastard-Mann,” you grinned. König gasped incredulously at that. as you rubbed anti-biotic cream over his cuts and bandaged him up and kissed his nose

I also need yall to appreciate what I discovered while trying to figure out how to spell auwa