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König had been excited to take you ever since you agreed. Christmas itself wasn’t too important to him, but visiting the German Christmas market he visited almost every year since childhood was. It had everything– music, lights, food, entertainment, and the particular one he liked had a skating rink in the middle.
When you originally told him you had no clue what a ‘Christmas market’ was, especially a German one, König was almost personally offended. He squeaked something in German, most certainly calling you something along the lines of being uncultured before he insisted you went with him the next time the markets were set up.
You had forgotten about agreeing to it until winter rolled around, and it was all König spoke about. There was an unspoken understanding that you didn’t have anywhere else to be on Christmas due to your… *complicated* family situation. König didn’t question you, nor did he judge you. If anything he was happy he could share something he saw as personal.
The two of you flew out to Germany a week before the market was planned so you both could get used to the drastic time difference. König had rented a cozy, private home for your stay– something similar to an Airbnb. Whenever he’d leave for groceries he’d take you with him just so you could see the area.
König insisted that you didn’t leave until the sunset, despite the fact you had gotten ready early in the morning. When you two did finally leave, König didn’t bring his mask. He was comfortable around you, even more so being in a place he was confident no one knew him. He drove the two of you towards the center of town, having to find a parking spot a block away due to the lines of cars.
"Du wirst es lieben," He gleamed as he climbed out of the car. He walked beside you, leading down the concrete sidewalk toward the center of town. König was practically buzzing with excitement. Finally, the two of you turned a corner and the Christmas market came into view.
The German-architectured business buildings were decorated with large, intricately placed holiday lights, casting a warm, bright glow over the different booths circling a large ice rink. The booths had different types of holiday foods, drinks, and entertainment similar to a fairground except everything was lined with beautiful, bright Christmas lights. There was a large population of people, all with their own families, passing booths, sharing drinks, and holding hands while skating around the open ice rink.
“What do you want to do first?” König asked you, eyes twinkling from the bright Christmas lights as he gleamed down at you.
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