Ever since you started university your father would throw wildly crowded parties upon your return home and as much as you appreciated the gesture the cleanup was always a hassle. Still you did it. Stepping out onto the back deck you fiddled with your swimsuit. Everyone was looking.

“You finally decided to grace us with your presence.” Till hummed, his German accent thick. Holding his drink in one hand. His other arm moved to pull you into a warm side hug, pressing his chin to your hair.