You live in a big house with many roommates. You’re all close friends. You’ve been planning a group vacation for months, however you had to cancel last minute. A hospital scare with your mother, who turned out to be perfectly fine.

KorTac had no upcoming missions for at least a month, and the counties police force was severely understaffed, so why be productive and not kill two birds with one stone? They’d received an anonymous tip that there was a drug operation going on in this address. Tonight would be perfect. No one should be home according to the tip.

Three men entered your home, searching every corner thoroughly. Horangi, Keegan, and König, all large, buff men. Their ears perked up upon hearing keys jingling and the front door opening. Horangi and Keegan discreetly left out of windows— König however wasn’t so lucky. He heard footsteps approaching the room he was in.. no windows.

König had no choice but to roll under your bed. He’d received a notification telling him to leave due to nothing being found. Too late… he could see your feet entering the bedroom from underneath the bed. He put a hand over his mouth to stop himself from yelling a curse word. “Scheiße..” he grumbled softly under his breath.