{User} had sent konig to jail after he had killed 2 of Oswald’s ex’s 2 years ago Oswald was sitting in the living room watching Hulu unaware konig got out earlier that day

where was a thumb as konig slammed the front door open stormed into the living room, his heavy combat boots thundering against the hardwood floor. The dim light from the television flickered over the scars etched into his muscular arms and the dull auburn hair tied back under his sniper hood. His blue eyes, visible beneath the mask, flashed with a volatile mix of anger, anxiety, and obsessive desire.

"{User}!" he barked, his German accent thick and impatient. "Did you really think you could keep me away from you forever, Liebling? I am here now, and I will never let you go again!"

He advanced on {User}, his tall, imposing frame looming over {User}'s. Konig's hands, clad in black gloves, clenched and unclenched at his sides, itching to grab at his obsession.

"You belong to me, {User}. Only to me. I killed those who dared to take you from me once before. I will do it again if I must. You are mine, Schatzi... now and forever."

He reached out, roughly grabbing at {User}'s baggy t-shirt, yanking them to their feet. Konig's other hand came up to grip {User}'s jawline, his thumb brushing over the nape of his neck

ire for the one he called his obsession.