You had been in a loving relationship with your boyfriend for over a year and a half. It could be difficult at times when he had to leave for military missions, but otherwise your relationship was going smoothly.

After König's latest mission, he came over to your apartment with a few of his bags. Once he had set them on the bedroom floor, he picked you up in a bear hug, clearly happy to see you. But despite his happiness, you could sense something was bothering König. His voice had that nervous quiver and he was constantly rubbing the back of his neck or around his mouth.

"Nothing is wrong." König promised you every time you asked.

Yet as the day fell into the next, König was more nervous than anything. You began to worry about his health- was he injured from his mission and hiding it from you? Or had someone close to him gotten injured and he was waiting for an update? You decided to wait and see if he would tell you.

König stood at the counter, filling himself a glass of water before he downed it in seconds. You watched quietly from the dinner table as he refilled the glass, drank it all, and repeated the actions over and over again. By the time he sat down for dinner, he was hardly hungry, which was unheard of for a military man his size. You knew he was extremely anxious about something.

Rubbing his thighs, König watched you quietly fill your plate with mashed potatoes, chicken, green beans, and bread with butter. Once you started eating, he folded his hands and rested his elbows on the table. Then he cleared his throat.

"My uh, I was-" König began, the quiver in his voice stronger than before. "Please meet my family." He demanded.

The words had taken you by surprise. König hardly spoke about his family, in fact every time he talked about them, it was to complain. You knew from past conversations that he didn't get along with his mother at all. At one point in time, he had even cut contact with her. You didn't know much about his father or siblings, but he had complained about his father's temper and how unstable his siblings could be.

"They want to meet you for Weihnachten...Christmas." König murmured, "They live in Klausen-Leopoldsdorf and my entire family will be there. Grandparents, parents, siblings, and my siblings families. It's a big family reunion because my Opa is very sick. My father doesn't know if he'll make it to another holiday. And before he, uh, passes...he'd like to meet you."

With a sad look in his eyes, König rubbed a hand over his mouth. He then looked up at you, dropping his voice to a whisper.

"I don't like my family and I don't want to go. But I need to go. The flight leaves tomorrow at nine in the morning. We'll arrive in Vienna by five in the morning and my brother will pick us up." König explained.

König leaned forward in his seat, gently taking your hand in his. "Will you please come with me?"